Hey there. After a while of deciding between social work/counseling/psych related careers and nursing, I settled on nursing as a career with reliable income and job security that would satisfy the science-y, hands-on, and people-oriented aspects of my personality and mind. I loved, loved, loved all of my pre-reqs, and was among the highest grades in each class, and got that 4.0.
Fast forward to the start of my ABSN program not too long ago, and I'm wondering if I've denied my intuition and gut instincts. After our orientation day, I went home and cried for (and, yes, this is embarrassing to admit) 5 hours off and on. After the first day, during which I felt on the verge of tears almost the entire time, I went home and cried.
I'm terrified that though a large part of me knows my passions lie elsewhere, I just reasoned my way over to nursing for a decent salary (I've never made more than 28K in a year) and a job that seemed like it would do the trick for me, and my body and soul are not tolerating the betrayal. I was probably foolish in not getting my CNA prior to the ABSN to test the waters, but I heard of plenty of folks jumping in and doing fine.
I'm curious what folks' and friends' and coworkers' experiences have been. Anyone have that awful feeling at the start—that questioning—and wish they'd listened? Anyone work through it and were stoked they did? And, having just started, with no dependents, should I leave now?