I wish someone had told me that decision-making would become its own form of torture. It’s not just the big ones—majors, jobs, moving out. It’s every single fork in the road, every tiny thing that suddenly feels like it could ruin everything. I read all the guides. I made lists, talked to people, journaled, tried to map out every outcome. But all it did was make the pressure worse. Every option came with a different kind of regret attached. I’d stare at my pros and cons until the words blurred, and I still couldn’t move. The worst part is knowing that no matter how much you plan, you’re the one who has to live with it. Not the people giving advice, not the people who’ll judge you if you mess up. Just you, alone with the fallout. Sometimes I wonder if I’m just scared of being wrong, or if I’m scared of being the one who has to choose at all. #DecisionFatigue #CollegeReality #Overthinking #Education