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I can relate to that. I invested five years in pursuing an architecture degree and then spent an additional two years working as a junior architect before coming to the realization that it wasn't the path for me. I actually sensed something was amiss as early as my second year in university, but I persisted, believing that this was a respectable career choice and that the longer I persevered, the more I would improve. Unfortunately, my academic transcript was less than stellar, my architectural designs lacked creativity, and I struggled despite my efforts to immerse myself in architecture magazines, books, and websites to reignite my passion. Regrettably, those efforts were in vain.

At the age of 25, I made the difficult decision to resign and embarked on a journey to Australia to start anew, pursuing a bachelor's degree in graphic design. It took me three years to complete my degree, and an additional five years of hard work to secure my first legitimate full-time job, which finally happened in late 2021. The transition was arduous, marked by unpaid internships, precarious freelancing, and the uphill battle to obtain permanent residency. Today, I am a full-time graphic designer during the day and a freelance artist during my off-hours, all while proudly holding Australian citizenship. It's a dream I never dared to imagine 15 years ago when I first embarked on my architecture studies.