A issue on my Life...
Well, where can I start? I guess with my name. Hello dear reader, my name is Peter, or something like that in English. Yes, I am Brazilian, I am 22 years old, and I believe that these years have not been very easy for me emotionally speaking. I am in my third year of dental school and I am doing “pretty well,” I think. To be honest, I'm not happy in this program. I wanted to try dentistry, and now I'm here trying to be as strong as possible. It's very exhausting and sad.
I wanted something with technology, working with data or programming. I've always been fascinated by that, but my mother insisted that I finish dentistry, which I didn't want to do, to be honest. In the first year, I even liked it, but in the second year, I realized that it wasn't for me. Please don't take this as cowardice or because I'm weak, it's just not for me. See, I've already given myself away with a simple comment. Once I wrote about my feelings in a letter and my mom found it while cleaning my room. Yes, there were some words and things that were a little depressing, and the ending is that you understand me. Much later, she used that letter as if I were a poor little thing and emotionally blackmailed me with it. Geez, I would never do something like that. I was just sad and down, that's all. I've always been a very happy supporter of others, but of course I have my bad days.
I just wanted to vent about this and that I really want to change careers to something I like, and how will I do that since my family won't like it.
I wanted something with technology, working with data or programming. I've always been fascinated by that, but my mother insisted that I finish dentistry, which I didn't want to do, to be honest. In the first year, I even liked it, but in the second year, I realized that it wasn't for me. Please don't take this as cowardice or because I'm weak, it's just not for me. See, I've already given myself away with a simple comment. Once I wrote about my feelings in a letter and my mom found it while cleaning my room. Yes, there were some words and things that were a little depressing, and the ending is that you understand me. Much later, she used that letter as if I were a poor little thing and emotionally blackmailed me with it. Geez, I would never do something like that. I was just sad and down, that's all. I've always been a very happy supporter of others, but of course I have my bad days.
I just wanted to vent about this and that I really want to change careers to something I like, and how will I do that since my family won't like it.
