I’m going to make a difference.
I graduate college Friday, and, for the most part, everyone keeps asking me the same questions. No, I don’t have a job lined up. No, I don’t know if I want to stay local. No, I haven’t decided between med school and a nurse practitioner program. I really don’t know anything. However, yesterday I was asked what I want out of life. It was too deep of a question to answer on the spot, and I still can’t pinpoint specific things I want to accomplish, but I do know what I want. I want to make a difference. I want to do something extraordinary. I want to be happy. I was never the little girl who pictured a white wedding, kids, and a picket fence. I’m different, and I’m going to make a difference. I’m going to help people. I’m going to develop something that makes the world better. As a nurse I know I will save many lives physically, but I want to save people emotionally. I want to empower people. I can’t say exactly how I will get there, but I promise I will fulfill these goals.
And most importantly, I want to help gay youth. Public opinion is changing, but not fast enough. Gay kids still feel hopeless. Suicide rates are still astronomical. If I’m going to make a specific declaration of my goals in life this is where I’m starting. I want to help gay kids understand how much better life can be, and will be. Don’t take my word for it though. Stick around and see for yourself.
