A couple of years ago, whilst working in a cafe I met an Irish woman. I spoke to her about my career aspirations and how I felt caught between pursuing maths/science and something more creative. At the age of 18 I felt as though I had to make a choice and let one go. But I wasn’t ready to decide. Maths/science brought up feelings of conformity whilst my creative plans came with feelings of uncertainty.
I barely knew the woman yet she listened to me patiently and kindly. She reminded me that I was still young and didn’t need to put so much pressure on myself. Of all the conversations that we had, it was a 4 word passing comment that stuck out as the most important of all.
When she spoke those words I realised that going down a more academic route would not cause my creativity to cease to exist or to shrivel up and die, not unless I let it. Reflecting on those words taught me that my real choice wasn’t between maths/science + creativity. Instead the choice was whether or not I was willing to pursue my interests without placing labels and limitations upon myself.
When was the last time you had a difficult decision to make?