Everyone has a story and it’s usually my favorite part of a blog. It’s reassuring to hear that other people have had circumstances similar to mine and they made it out OK.
My story starts my 2nd year at Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute. I was elected vice president of the Big Brothers Big Sisters Club, joined the Relay For Life planning committee, got a job (or 3), and took a management class. Sophomore year was by far the best year of college. I did well academically, I lived with my best friend, got into a great relationship, and thrived in the leadership roles and the time management skills they required. Most importantly, I realized that engineering was not the right career path for me.
Freshman year was filled with most of the mistakes a freshman makes I didn’t like the classes but I figured t would get better when I was done with the gen-ed engineering classes. I was wrong. I wasn’t passionate about the subject , and I felt duped by the difference between my idea of Biomedical Engineering and the reality of the industry.
Two problems came up when I made this discovery: 1. I didn’t have a back-up plan, I knew what I didn’t want to do but not what I did want to do and 2. My parents made it clear that RPI was for engineering, so changing majors meant changing schools. At the same time the economy crashed and everyone but engineers was losing their job.
After about a year of debate and lots of stress I choose to stick with BME. I would just make it work. So in May 2011 I graduated and started working as a Technical Writer.
Everything was great until I needed to pay my student loans. I lived at home for a year, which let me make a dent in my loans. But after a little over a year I decided that I wanted to get my own place closer to work and my friends.
It has been a confusing journey going from someone who always had a plan to someone who, for lack of better words, is winging it until they can find their niche. Fortunately I’m interested and ready to explore many options.