Since I was a little girl, I wanted to be something in the medical field. I knew I wanted to be just like my mom, and I knew I was going to go to school for nursing. Yet, all throughout my pre-college life; I was in all Honors English classes, loved reading and writing, and was extremely excited for English class every day. Science on the other hand, not my best subject. Not my favorite class. And definitely not something I loved.

My mind and my heart were at a disagreement.

My mind won..at first.

I went into my university a nursing major. I kept telling myself that I loved science (I surely do not), that I was good at science (I surely am not), and that I wanted this (I surely did not). I pretended for my entire life that nursing was something I was passionate about, that nursing was something I could do for the rest of my life, and actually be happy with. Honestly, I even chose which university I went to due to their nursing program. I was set on lying to myself for the rest of my life.

All of that changed half way through my first semester of college. I was taking all of my general education courses, sure. Yet, my writing 101 class was something extraordinary. I couldn't wait to go to that 9am every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. When it came to my biology course, I dreaded it. I had an epiphany; I could not deal with science every day forever. I could not dread getting up in the morning and going to this job that I chose to do; no matter the money. I thought this over for weeks; weighing out the pros and cons of changing my major, and my life. What made me decide was meeting this girl (who later became a great friend of mine, but that's a different story), who was in the exact same situation I was in. We talked about how much we hated the thought of spending the rest of our lives dealing with something we just didn't like, and how passionate we were about writing and all things English. She said she knew she was changing her major, she wanted to follow her heart. She convinced me.

I changed my major to Secondary English Education, the next day.

I wasn't passionate about science, never was. I just did not know what I wanted to do with my life, but I knew I needed money. Science was the easiest answer. What wasn't the easiest answer, was convincing myself to take a major pay cut but, allow my heart to think for me. It came down to happiness or money; I chose happiness. I can get up every morning and be excited for my classes throughout my college career because they will all be about something I love, and something I am excited to do. I can live with myself because I won't dread my future job, I will adore exactly what I am doing.

My heart was the ultimate winner, and I couldn't be any happier with my decision.