I started university four years ago. I knew exactly the career I wanted and the path needed to get there. Fast forward to today and the story is completely different. Okay, well not completely. I still want to work in mental health and I still require more study to do it.
So, on Monday I begin the first day of my two year masters to become an Occupational Therapist. And no, I didn’t know what one of those was either for a long time. In a nut shell, they help people achieve their goals and live the most fulfilling life possible. I want to do this in the area of mental health, ultimately in the field of eating disorders. My mind may still be changed yet!
I know the next two years will be testing. Actually screw that, they’ll be fucking hard as hell. I’m really hoping in the end though, that they will be worth it.