It finally hit me

Last night I was watching a TV show (I'm not going to mention which one b/c you would laugh) and it got me thinking about when I started to get unhappy w/ my life. It was right before I finished college. My whole life before that time was all planned out for the most part. I went to school and had a part time job once I got old enough to work. Once the reality came to me that I was going to have to start making decisions for myself on what I wanted my life to be I think I started to fall apart a little bit. To this day I hate having to make decisions on my life. I think that I hate it so much that I usually avoid doing it. I wish that I could have someone tell me what I need to do and then I would do it. I guess the good part about this is that I am finally realizing this about me.