It took me a while to figure out what I really wanted to do with my life. What did I want to be when I grew up? The question we’re all faced with at one point or another, and it doesn’t really hit you until you’re starting college and you really have to ask yourself “what do I want to be when I grow up?” I want to work with kids. It’s as simple as that. Well, it’s really not that simple. My dream is to be a psychiatrist. A doctor, but not the one kids are afraid to see for fear of getting poked and prodded with sharp objects. I want to be someone they trust and look to for comfort and support. There are so many children out there who feel scared and alone and I want it to end. Everyone needs someone they can talk to and rely on. I want to be that person. I am hoping to obtain a doctorate degree in psychology. My long term goal includes a medical degree. I would like to open up my own practice one day or possibly work in a hospital. My dreams are big, well for me at least, and I want to help every child out there who needs it, but if I only ever help just one, if I make just one child’s life better than it was before, that would be enough.