Thursday, July 14, 2011

Without a Safety Net

I cried the entire way home. How was I ever going to go back to this place? My husband would kill me for wanting to quit already, but then again, neither of us imagined this. “Should’ve gotten a nursing degree,” I mumbled.
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I thought getting a college degree would solve our problems. I’m indecisive by nature, so much so that I typed this sentence four times. So when I decided to be a geology major, I was surprised by how good it felt to be studying something I was going to love to do for the rest of my life. At the time I began college, none of us realized how hard it would be to find a job when I was done.

After graduating in December, I decided to take some time off from pursuing my master’s due to health reasons. I spent the following three months frantically trying to find some type of employment. When I was finally given an opportunity to do something geology-related and get paid really well for it, I jumped on it. The downside, I had to live in Pennsylvania for weeks at a time. I soon realized that it was a lifestyle change I was not ready to make. 

So I quit.

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