I tried so desperately to find a major that would guarantee me a career or a job because what I really wanted to do was looked down upon. From a young age, I knew there was something about writing that made me feel so happy. I wanted to pursue it, but many told me I shouldn’t because it would be hard. I attempted to push my true passion away and force myself to major in something, anything besides writing which lead to switching my major at least five times. Absolutley nothing compared to the love of writing. When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I always said the same thing, an author or a writer, anything that would allow me to express myself through words.