<p>I'm not actually in college yet, but college students are probably more likely to have experienced this, having received college notification letters last year.</p>
<p>I am a senior in high school who has recently been accepted to a top liberal arts college. The letter came before the established notification date, so when I saw the thin letter on the kitchen table, I assumed it was a letter requesting more financial aid information. But when I opened it to find a letter of acceptance, I suppose the initial annoyance at having to deal with complicated tax forms should have turned into sheer happiness. Yes, I was glad, but the excitement wore off in a matter of a couple of hours.</p>
<p>Shouldn't I be more excited for my future? Are my perfectionist tendencies prompting me to reject success? I've always a bit of an overachiever, but right now, I really want to find that balance in my life. I had wanted to pursue a practical and lucrative career like medicine, but after recently finding that my interests were more aligned with the humanities, I've prepared myself for a major in sociology, psychology, or philosophy. Wanting to do something just for the pleasure of it was a huge step for me. I thought it meant that I'd be happy once I let myself fit into the square peg that I'm meant to fit into.</p>
<p>College is supposed to be a time of self-discovery, and I've been looking forward to it for so long. I don't have any apprehensions about college life or living away from home, or much about college in general, and I think that when it's time to go, I'll be beyond excited to be starting on a new path. I put a lot of effort into my college apps so that I would have options between many good schools. It looks like I have that now, but why am I still not satisfied with myself? How do I feel proud of myself, and happy that my hard work paid off?</p>