Life is so.. ugh.

There's this thing about living that is really hard. It's called planning ahead and making commitments. Like for instance, deciding on Grad school. Not only deciding what I want to major in, but what I hope to do with that, where I want to go to school, if i want to try to go abroad, if i want to deal with cold weather, if I just don't want to go to grad school right away, taking the GRE, and so on. I'll graduate in the summer and I'll need to start making some of these decisions. Because, as it turns out, despite my dreams college does end. I know, I know, it's really hard to believe. I will wake up in a few months and not be in college anymore... wtf? That wasn't supposed to happen. Life seems too big for me to handle right now. I feel like if I just choose one thing, I'm excluding myself from a whole other realm of possibilities. I don't want to choose wrong. I don't want to pick one major and realize that I hate it and am miserable and am going to have to do something else. I think I underestimate my brain power, but I just don't see myself being able to handle too many jobs. I don't think I'm assertive enough, or smart enough, or dedicated enough. I'm sure I'll find something I'm great at, but what if I'm missing out on something I'm even better at!? I'm just afraid I see the grass as dead on the other side, and will stick myself somewhere that's mediocre because I limit my own abilities in my head and don't think I'll be able to handle the untamed, unknown wilderness on the other side. I'm just afraid I won't know if it's green or not, because I will never be brave enough to figure it out.