For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved writing. The idea of going to college wasn’t so clear to me growing up. I knew that people did that after high school but I didn’t know what to do. So after high school, I went off to college knowing I wanted to write but no idea where. I flipped flop from being an English major to a Communication major all throughout my first two years of undergrad. I just knew I had to do something. So in the words of Lin-Manuel Miranda, “I wrote my way out.”
I Wrote My Way Out
Going to grad school seemed completely out of the question. I had no idea what I would do but I was determined. I didn’t want to just be content with a bachelor’s and if I could get more, I would. It was a long process of applying and deferring. I don’t know what it was but in May 2017 I decided to just start school.
I ended up loving grad school. But before my last semester, I got cold feet and almost stopped. However, after some good advice, I went back. Now here I am completely done and graduated.
“I wrote my way out” means a lot to me because I feel like no one thought writing would get me anywhere. I have a screenshot from someone from high school telling me this. But here I am. What I learned in grad school has helped me so much in my career and this blog. Writing has opened new avenues and adventures that I never thought would happen.
This master’s degree is just a symbol of all the things I can do. I know that there’s still more out there. Things are possible and I can make it work with the gifts I have. Here’s to one milestone!