As it turned out, math and biology were just not made for me. I kept trying and I kept not quite passing, over and over again. So, I did the next best thing for me, I quit school and moved to England. I moved back a year later, worked at many different jobs. Some I liked and others I didn't. Also, over the years I never lost that knowingness that I really do want to help people. I wasn't sure how I could help anyone without a degree and if I could figure out how, who would want me to help them?
One day someone asked me what did I think about a situation they were in and I was able to tell them about themselves, the other people involved and what was going to likely happen, if they stayed on the same path. They later came and told me that what I said would happen did. Years later I had finished doing a reading and a feeling came over me and a voice spoke to me, that said I was doing what I always wanted to do.
I then realized that I didn't need a degree to do what I had always intended for myself. That I was indeed helping, knowing that everything comes from a source outside of myself and that I am being a messenger. I noticed that many of the people I was doing most of my readings for were people that I knew would never have gone to see anyone in a formal setting. That was also the day that I learned that sometimes the things that we believe is the best for us, are not necessarily. That there is a power that if you let it guide and help you, that you'll end up doing what truly makes you happiest.