I had so many dreams, and I wanted to become a psychologist. Because of money and circumstance it didn’t work out. I got as far as my majors and quit. How do I feel? Constantly frustrated and unrealized. I never reached my full potential and it bugs me to this day. But life had other plans for me, and that is the problem when you follow “life” and not your heart. But it isn’t over “until the fat lady sings!”