All my life I've had everything planned. Always knowing exactly what my next step was going to be. Study hard in middle school to get to high school. Power through that to get to college. Try hard to get through this last obstacle in order to achieve the ultimate goal- adulthood and independence. The ability to decide for myself without having to ask permission for anything. Not socially and certainly not financially. That's the dream. 

I thought really hard about picking the right major, getting the right degree. Worked hard to get recommendations in order to get an internship so I can get a job. But that is just so uncertain. Maybe I'll get some experience. Maybe I'll just find an okay job. Maybe I'll find the job of my dreams. Maybe I won't find anything and I will be forced into another year or two of studies in order to gain a Masters Degree. So many opportunities and possibilities and yet every single one of them lacks any kind of certainty. 

For the first time in my life I have no idea which direction my life we'll go. And perhaps some people enjoy the freedom of that. I am not one of those people. Uncertainty= Anxiety.