Hey all.
This is kind of a long post, but I need to get some stuff out there and I don’t really know who else to turn to.
So my original plan was to get a nursing degree, join the Army and become an Army nurse. However, I kind of washed out in the nursing prerequisites sophomore year. I just hated everything and wanted Anatomy to be over, and a small part of me wanted to not do nursing at all. I hated volunteering in the hospital and was never interested in my high school biology and anatomy classes. I kind of knew that if I got the grade I needed, I’d still apply to the nursing school, probably get in, get sucked into nursing and hate it.
But.
I don’t know what to do anymore. I need to do something practical and useful or I will hate myself. Even lucrative fields like computer science don’t feel “practical” to me. I’ve always wanted the kind of job that’s needed even if there’s some apocalypse, the kind of job that even elementary schoolers can think of off the top of their head. Electrician, plumber, blacksmith, whatever.
My interests… I really like physical stuff (part of the reason I love ROTC so much), and science. I particularly like chemistry, but it’s too late in the game for me to get a BS in chemistry, since I’ve only taken the intro courses. I could get a BA, but a BA in a science field is kind of useless. I also really love environmental science—it was my favorite class in high school, and I’m taking the beginning classes for this major now.
But I don’t know something super “practical” I can do with it. Going into environmental consulting may make me money, but it doesn’t feel worthwhile, and the idea of doing something like that for 20+ years and then hating my life and not feeling “fulfilled” scares me.
I feel like at this rate I’d get the BS in EnviroSci just for fun, then go to a trade school and become a blacksmith or something after. Or continue with ROTC and become an officer in the Army. Or drop ROTC and enlist, as I kind of prefer the enlisted MOSs over officer ones and another girl in our battalion did that this year.
But if I do anything like that, my parents will hate me.
Some background: my parents are foreign, and I haven’t met a lot of people with American parents who have this problem, but my parents are the doctor-or-bust type. Ever since I was little, I was the kid who was going to be the doctor. My parents wouldn’t ask, “What do you want to be?” they’d ask, “What kind of doctor do you want to be?” She asked me freshman year when I was going to take the MCAT.
It’s kind of my fault, though, since I was interested in medicine as a kid—but it was more environmental health/public health medicine and epidemiology. Infectious diseases and the like. I’m still interested in that, but not enough to make a career out of it.
They also hate the idea of ROTC. They told me multiple times before college not to do it, and I am seriously concerned that if they find out I’m doing ROTC, they’ll stop helping me go to school. I’ve hid the fact that I’ve done ROTC for the past year or so, banking on trying to get an Army scholarship before they find out.
Their focus is less on “practical” jobs. They just want something lucrative and prestigious.
I don’t know, I just kind of hate everything right now. I’m kind of stuck between really wanting to make my parents proud/not feel their wrath, doing something practical, and doing something I enjoy. The last two can overlap a bit. The first one can’t.
I know, I know, don’t let your parents dictate your life. And I guess it doesn’t matter too much whether or not I make them proud, because eventually I’m going to come out to them as gay and then whatever pride they had will disappear. (I’ve seen how they act about gay people and about my involvement with the GSA in high school, I have no reason to be optimistic about this.)
Also I think I might have depression again. But I don’t know what to do about this because I’m scared if I try to get help, it’ll eventually get in my DODMERBs and it’ll disqualify me from anything in the Army. I have a bit of a history with depression and self-harm and I’m afraid that would come out in counseling. (This history isn’t really well documented though because said parents are really obsessed with image, and we didn’t get help for it the last time this happened because it would look bad to have a kid dealing with this stuff).
I just don’t know what to do anymore. I want to drop out of college or something, but I’m terrified of becoming someone’s cautionary tale.

