Last year, as a freshman I would hear professors tell me that it is common for people to switch majors in life at least once. I had not really believed my professors, in addition to my family members until that happened to me. When I started my college career I thought for sure that I had found the best major and knew that I could help people grow individually in a passionate way. I wanted to become a Speech-Language Pathologist since I had personally gone through language therapy as a child. I could give back my time personally to the greater community and allow other children know that they are not alone when having difficulties. Though slowly throughout the semester I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was off, or uncertain about my life. During classes, especially one of my speech-language pathology classes, I would have those same thoughts, multiple times a day for multiple classes. I knew something was off in my gut but I had no idea what was coming and when I would find out what this was.
Once the summer almost hit, I had a language evaluation conducted right on campus since we have resources available. I received the results and of course I was diagnosed with a language disorder that could not be treated just through therapy. Honestly it is complicated to explain as to why I cannot really receive therapy for growth but it is alright not completely understanding. So upon hearing this news and really talking to one of my favorite professors, I felt devastated, one of my dream job opportunities was being taken away from me it felt like and all I wanted to do was blame myself and blame the way I was born, since this is something I have had since I was a baby basically. I felt alone that entire summer, even though I was the light of the party whenever with friends and having a blast. I felt alone in regards to the fact that I did not know what I was going to do with the rest of my college career. What would I major in? What kind of career can I pursue to hopefully one day maybe raise a family? So many questions and yet no where near able to find answers. I am thankful for my sister to have helped me think through possibilities of what to major in reflecting upon my own interests – helping people. Though through much time and patience, I really was able to find another major of interest that I completely and ultimately feel so comfortable in and actually enjoy my classes. I have a sort of peace within myself now when I sit in classes and sit with confidence — no more doubt. I really understand now what my friends and family meant by how the switching of majors really does happen to everyone – and it is still okay. We are not alone.