Just make up your mind! Decisiveness is a strange thing. We live in a society where we are constantly encouraged to make hard choices and understand the impact of those decisions despite our ignorance. Yet still, it comes as a surprise when we realize how difficult it proves to be. I would label myself as someone capable of making hard choices and constantly challenging myself to make up my mind regarding important matters. I know what I like, what I don’t like, my goals and who I want to be at a surface level. But now, standing at an impasse and pushed to make decisions that will forever alter my future, I realize I know very little. It is not just me deciding what I want to do and who I want to be. I am a mosaic of every person I’ve ever known, loved, and been. I like mangos because the little girl in me loved it when my mother brought them home as a surprise. I wanted to be an actress because my childhood best friend promised we would be famous together. I love to read because the dragons and magic didn’t seem too farfetched as a child. I began playing volleyball because I wanted to be like my inspiring friends. I try to understand everyone because that’s what my father taught me. I am loud and extraverted, because my mother taught me to never be someone untrue to myself. I am a collection of memories, a mosaic of different people arranged together to create my unique identity. When I make a decision now, I carry those memories with me; I carry the little girl in me, desperately trying to make her proud. Moving forward, growing up, means adding more pieces to my ever-growing mosaic. I still don’t know what I want to do, or who I want to be, but I don’t need to. I can change my mind and make mistakes. I can be indecisive. So no, I can’t just make up my mind.