I have seen it happen to many friends, to my husband, and now it is happening to me. Everyone gets concerned about their future and wonders if they will “make anything” of their life, but this particularly is common to college students. Now, granted at nearly twenty-seven I am not the average college student, and I have several more semesters before graduating. But here, in the middle ground point that I find myself I am asking: is it worth it? Do I really want to spend more time, money and energy on this degree?
What if I graduate and all of it just wasn’t worth it? What if I get a job—just a job, not a career? What if I never make it possible for the dreams I envision to become true? I shudder to think of the hours I’ve spent on studying and classes, and the effort that could have been put into other projects—into my children and family. Nor do I like remembering the thousands I owe—with more debt to come as I struggle to finish—that could have been put to better use.
I know I am just getting the jitters, but boy I’ve got it bad right now. I just want to know that I will make a difference, that my contributions to the world will mean something and right now I just feel like I am wasting time. The question is, will it be worth it one day?