Today, I'm feeling conflicted about my major. I've always (I mean...ALWAYS) thought that psychology was what I was supposed to do, especially after the accident. For some reason its just always been there, and when I told everyone I wanted to be an actress or a writer, in the back of my mind it was always psychologist.

But, I'm becoming increasingly agitated. Mr. Kammin always said that in psychology, your first patient is yourself, and that's part of what has drawn me to it. I've always felt like the answer to everything is somewhere inside myself, and if I keep working at it, I'll figure out what's wrong with me.

Now, I'm starting to get scared about what I'm going to find. Maybe I just don't want to know. On the other hand, it pisses me off that I'm even thinking that, because I'll be damned if I'll ever back down from a fight. But maybe this is one that I can't win, and I should just stop digging into my mind before I find something I don't want to see.

As you can see, I've had wayyyyyyy too much time to think lately.

(sidenote-don't get freaked out, i'm really ok. i'm not feeling overly depressed or stressed or anything like that, i'm just trying to make good, well thought out decisions for once in my life, and this is one of those that i'm finding ridiculously perplexing)