It’s heartbreaking sitting here at 21 feeling like I have yet to find my true calling.
The average college student changes their major 3-5 times before finally picking one that “fits.” And even then, many go into a field unrelated to their studies.
I was set on studying finance by my junior year of high school. It’s what my mom did and I’ve always been a huge numbers and analytical gal. So I did gobs of research on the best business schools across America, eventually finding my place at the Farmer School of Business at Miami.
The passion just isn’t there. And I’ve slowly come to the realization that passion is something you can just force.
These late nights dissecting case studies, analyzing balance sheets and income statements is sucking the life out of me. I feel burnt out. I feel like I’m barely making it by on the tail of my bootstraps. And my recent exam scores prove just that.
This is a hard realization to admit to myself. I want to me more than simply content, I want to feel fulfilled. Like what I’m doing is making a difference in the world, beyond the bottom line for some company XYZ.
Growing up, I had always dreamed of being a doctor, that is until I had to dissect a cat in human anatomy class. Bleh, not for me! But some days, I regret not going that route. I could have saved lives.
There are very few women in my major, and I’ll admit, it can be intimidating at times. Men are just more aggressive by nature, and it’s hard moving past the typical female stereotypes. In social situations, I am the farthest thing from intimidated by males, but I feel downright dumb in relation to them in finance. I feel like I’m never taken seriously in what I have to offer as a woman in the field.
My mother is amazing at what she does, and I’ve always endeavored be everything she encompasses.
These days, I feel like there’s nothing I’m truly great at. Sure, I’m sub-par to mediocre at a lot of things, but not exceptional at any one thing.
Whenever I get asked, “What are you truly passionate about?” whether in an interview or just casual conversation, I struggle. I of all people should know the answer to that, right?
It’s also where the money lies, but that shouldn’t matter if I’m not happy, right?
Realize: Money can’t buy happiness.
This underlines the importance of your state of mind: you get what you focus on. Is your glass half full or half empty?
Once you have a decent (livable) income, more money won’t bring you more happiness. This “pleasure paradox” explains why developing countries sometimes have a better score on the happiness index than many western countries.
True, wealth allows us to experience the best that life has to offer, yet can ultimately weaken the ability to savor life’s little pleasures. Once we have had the opportunity to travel around the world by way of a private jet and live in high-rise New York apartments, a simple coffee date with a friend just does not provide the same jolt of happiness it used to.
Even the world’s richest people get most pleasure from the small pleasures in life that are free. Think: taking a hot bath, sleeping late or a romantic picnic on the beach.
People tend to overestimate how much pleasure they will get from having more. Humans are adaptable creatures, which is positive during plagues and wars, yet leaves us never satisfied for long. While earning more makes you happy in the short term, you quickly adjust to your new wealth, and it soon loses its appeal.
We always think if we just had a little bit more money, we’d be happier, but the truth is, once basic human needs such as shelter, food, and water are met, money does not equate with happiness.
By using our money on experiences that help us grow as a person rather than material possessions.
It’s never to late to be what you “would’ve been”