Have you ever gone into something with clashing emotions, your head says yes, but your heart says no? Growing up, all my school autobiographies said I was going to be an artist. Until a distinct shift in 8th grade, when it became “artist or doctor.” From then on, “…or doctor” was tagged on at the end of all my sentences about my future. My parents were both doctors. They were proud of their careers. I knew they meant well; they…