Well, once again I need advice.
My mother wants me to be a doctor. I don’t want to be a doctor. I really, really don’t want to go into all that now - suffice it to say it’s an ongoing argument, I’ve tried all possible approaches to make her see reason, but blargh, no dice.
I had to choose my A-level subjects a couple of months ago. I picked English, Politics, Chemistry and Physics, as I want to be a journalist but I’m good at science and I do like it. My mother agreed with the science, agreed with the fact I was doing Chemistry (the only essential subject for doing medicine), but in the end refused to sign my application form because “you’re ruining your life.” She wanted me to do Biology (which I am good at, to be fair, but I don’t like it.) In vain did I argue that I don’t like Biology, and I don’t want to be a doctor, but she stayed firm. My father signed the form, and I handed it in.
About a month ago, our arguments reached fever pitch. I was so tired, so demoralised, that in the end I gave up, let her ring the school and change Physics to Biology. I still don’t want to be a doctor and I still hate Biology, but I let her change it because I was so exhausted from the constant arguments.
Now, I regret that decision and the fact I gave up is beginning to make me feel worse about the whole thing. I really do like Physics and I always have, and I hate the thought I’m not doing it. To make things even worse, I have a very supportive Physics teacher whom I like very much, and she couldn’t believe I apparently changed my mind about doing her subject. She even made some discreet enquiries to find out “is that what Raven really wants,” as she knows the situation I’m in.
The way I see it, I have three options.
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Do nothing and do Biology. I hate myself for being so weak, though.
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Tell my mother I hate the thought of Biology and want to change back to Physics, and watch the fights start again. I’m so tired of all the constant recriminations, arguing and tension, that the thought of doing this makes me feel sick. To make things worse I don’t know whether she’d even agree to the change, and I might submit myself to this for nothing.
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Hi, Opal.
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Go ahead and make the change without telling my mother. This seems the most attractive option, as no parental permission is actually needed. My teacher would help me if I chose to do this - I’d cause inconvenience and annoy a few people, but it can be done. The only problem is what’ll happen when she eventually finds out, though.
What do I do?
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