Monday was the last first day of my undergraduate career. It's weird to think that in just a few months, I'll have my first college degree in my hands. As a Psychology major, you can't just have a bachelor's these days, so my education will continue to a master's program hopefully in the spring, if I'm allowed to start in January. If not, I will begin next August. I'm nervous as well as excited about my future, much like anyone my age would be. The weird thing is, I know exactly what I want to be and what I want to do in life. I want to be an LPC and work with children who are victims of domestic abuse and violence as well as children who go through bullying in school and other traumatizing events in their life. I want to help these kids overcome their trauma to become fully functioning individuals in society. I want to reach out to them and show them that they can trust someone that is an adult and tell me things so I can help them.
When I was young, I had a counselor that really helped me through my parents' divorce, my father's conviction, and the trauma of being in a family where I was now relied upon to help raise my brothers while my mom worked two jobs to support three kids. Because of all I've come through, I have a passion to help kids like I used to be. All children deserve a safe environment to grow up in and feel like they can talk about anything...and that is exactly what I want to give them in my future career.
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