So,just turned 18 and now all the worry I've had building up over college and whatnot is starting to bubble over.
Things keep happening to make me question what I want to do.I was fairly set in my splendidly gruesome plan to become a medical examiner,do a necessary job,and make a butt-ton of moolah doing it.
Now I'm once again not so sure.My biology teacher basically shattered my dreams earlier saying if I were to apply to a med-school right now,I would be rejected.(A consequence of being what my lovely almost-fiance calls 'an eccentric genius'.Dead brilliant,but very ill-suited to systems such as school.I know everything-my teachers say I could demolish everyone else in the classes-if only I handed in my work.I'm an organizational wreck and once I finish school work it tends to drop out of my mind.)
That combined with being made not only a main character in the upcoming school show(Alice in Wonderland-I'm the Cheshire Cat...or A cheshire cat as there are three for whatever reason who finish each others' sentences and such)but also the costume designer after doodling up a quick idea for what the girls playing flowers ought to wear.
Really...How do I deny such strong cues from the cosmos?Med-school would likely reject me,and my art is being praised.
But I'm not a twit...so I've almost settled/shoved,kicking and screaming-my mind back to the valley of financially rewarding autopsy doing.Art careers are hard to get off the ground and continuos work is a bitch to find-all of this prefaced by 'I'm told that...'.I'd love to go into an art field of some type-I draw all the time,I've been starting to make BJDs,and I've gotten very fixated on the thought of launching an affordable line of Gothic Lolita,Lolita and Steampunk clothes(affordable as in,a whole nice lolita outfit for about $60.I've always had a crazed sense of pricing...charge for what it actually took to make the thing and not much more.Bad for profit,but good for karmic well-being and an overblown compassion gland.)-I LOVE doing those things.I'm a dork about them,and would love to create things for people.
Costumes,dolls,clothes-Am I nuts to want that instead of 13 years of med-school(-that-i-probably-wont-get-into)?I've aspired to doing something with my art for years,since learning it's been in my family all over for generations(Mom is a great artist,dad is,grandparents and great grandparents-step-mom too.)but none of them have pursued it.
I want to,but then my terror of failure and 'what if it doesn;t work out?'kicks in and I timidly skitter back to M.E.dom.
Comments please,any-and everyone,I need advice-I need opinions,I need people who have felt the panic and uncertainty to help me out.
Tory(who isn't ready to be an adult yet)
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