I’ve been thinking about this lately. I wanted to be a doctor, but my family broke apart in my teens, which affected my mental health and, subsequently, my studies. I worked in construction and as a driver on the side for a bit before replacing the former with work as a personal trainer. Now I work as a bodyguard for a rich kid, which is de facto more of a surveillance, driving, and companionship role than a security one, since his dad has hardcore professionals for times when security is really needed. I didn’t expect my life to turn out this way, to be honest.
As a kid, I wanted to be a scientist of some sort. As an adult, I work in retail and live at home with my parents. I hate my life.
Wanted to be a veterinarian. Worked in a vet clinic in high school as…a person who cleaned shit and hated it, decided that field wasn’t for me 😂
Next decided to pursue management, not sure why because I never wanted to manage people. Settled on becoming a licensed professional counselor after receiving counseling myself. Love my job but REALLY over this whole “working” thing.
As a kid I specifically wanted to be a mad scientist. I’m halfway there because, man, I’m fucking pissed.
Proof:
Yeah, me too. Due to an incompatible ADHD-riddled mind and an absolute incapability to study or handle longer projects, I now work in tech service. Not a fan, but as it’s in the medical field I feel I do some good so I’m not bitter. Maybe a little bit 😅