When Your Life Starts to Become a Lifetime Movie

Ignore this post. It's cheesy rambling talk.
Preface: I went to college seeking a degree that was not my dream job. This was my problem. When I was a little 17 year old deciding on my major I chose not to go into art because it's a hard nut life as a struggling artist so I went with a stable career choice that I knew I would have absolutely no trouble finding a job in and then I would do art on the side. This was a bad decision. This is advice I will give my future children.

College degrees... we're too young when we pick them. I graduated this May with a degree in Speech-Language Pathology and about 2 months before that momentous day that I walked the stage I decided that speech path just wasn't for me anymore, it was like I finally "woke up" from the studying haze and parental pressures and realized that life is short. Life should be lived in the happiest most fulfilling way possible and what I mean by this is that don't put your dream job on the back burners. Going after your dream job can be scary and nerve wracking but my heart is in art or just something creative. Basically, I want to draw for hours on end or decorate cakes or be a photographer.
I didn't realize how strong this fire was until that day that I "woke up". And yes, I know this sounds cheesy talking about going after your dreams and maybe a little unrealistic but to use a quote that is so meaningful to me now, "Live the life you have imagined." - Thoreau
When my I tell my father that I've changed my mind, he is going to be so beyond furious. But now that I have this idea in my mind, I can't let it go. For the first time in my life I'm going to stand up for myself. I'm going to make my own decisions and I'm not going to cower and let someone control me. I am going to be strong. I am going to live the life I imagined. I refuse to be stuck in a job day after day, and year after year that I do not love. I will do what I honestly believe I was born to do. God gave me my artistic talent for a reason.
And this, not knowing my future, is thrilling. I can't even begin to describe it. I may be dirt poor for a while...well not completely; as always my mom backs me up 1000% and she understands where I'm coming from. I honestly don't know what I would do without her. I feel like I should get her some sort of trophy. Life after college, here I come.
-- I just needed to get this out, because I am going to have to make some hard decisions soon and I'm sure many fights will be had with my father. Fights I wish we won't have. I wish he could just understand. This blog is sort of like my diary and this is a post I desperately needed to make.