Doubt.

A few days ago, a kid in my dorm told me "It's hard to make it as a music journalist." Although I already knew this, what he said struck a chord. For the first time in my life, I doubted my career choice. I only started writing less than two years ago; what if journalism just isn't for me? Some of the other Scripps students in my dorm have wanted to work in the news industry for their whole lives. I didn't even consider the option until I was well into my junior year of high school. Before then I wanted to be a rockstar, a lawyer, an entreprenuer.

But then I think, if not journalism... what? There really is no other option. I chose journalism because I love to write, but I'm also not really good at anything else. I can read, I can write, I love music; it just seemed like the perfect option. Now don't get me wrong. I love writing, I love working in the news industry, and right now, this is what I want to do with my life. I'm just afraid that it won't last. Especially when I get out into the world and struggle. I'm not used to struggling. I hate to admit it, but things tend to come easily to me and I generally get what I want. But now at Scripps I'm surrounded by people who have been writers for years and I begin to doubt myself and my choice.

I don't doubt that I can do this, I'm just worried that as the competition gets tougher, I won't want to anymore. I guess that if that ever happens, I will have options... I just hope I've finally made the choice I'm going to stick with.