Help me, I'm seventeen and I have no idea what I want to do in college. I mean, the obvious answer back home that some of my friends who have read my stories would give me is "Creative Writing, duh!" But, I can just hear my dad's voice when I start thinking of college, and his voice is usually telling me to go for something practical and "promising". Engineering? Yes, do that. Or accounting! Or computer science! Or medicine because we'll always have those to fall back on even if half the jobs in the world get taken over by robots!
And then I land in a new world back in NYC (I swear to god, I feel like I've been a portal refugee and stuck at 16 for the past 4 years), and thought "oh, hey, a chance to do anything I want without criticism!" And my mind just... blanks out. This may have been a lot easier if I was really back home in Jersey City with my family.