Going to see one of my best friend's undergrad college recital today. She went to University of Michigan and graduated with her BM this past semester. Supposedly, my high school orchestra teacher will be there, Mr. Lawless. I'm nervous as fuck. I don't have much of an update for these people. This is either going to spark my interest in playing music again and make me smile to hear this level of playing, or it's going to make me completely depressed for not playing anymore and dropping out of college, for a viola performance degree no less. Anyway, wish me luck...
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Don't sweat what other people think of you. All that matters is whether you are happy and comfortable with your own choices for your own reasons. If you are, great! Then don't worry about what other people think. If not, then change stuff until you are. But don't change your life to try to make someone else happy, and don't worry what others may or may not think of you. The people with whom you want to surround yourself in life won't judge you no matter what choices you make. They will just be happy for you when you are happy, and they will love you unconditionally even when you are not happy or screw something up. You're young enough that this may not be apparent to you yet -- it certainly wasn't to me at your age -- but trust me, you'll get to a point in life when you realize you're just fine the way you are, and always have been fine, too, btw. So don't sweat it.
That said, fwiw, I'd encourage you to stay involved with music in some way. I played cello for 15 years, but after college pretty much stopped playing. I wish now that I hadn't. Music was a big part of my life that I just sort of turned my back on when I started working, and I realize now that was a big mistake. I've just started getting back into it again via new instruments (learning guitar, at present), but I have gone from being principal cellist of a respectable regional orchestra to being some dork who is trying to teach himself guitar in his family room. And 18 years of not playing (don't do the math, it just makes me sound old), a few things that used to be instinctive now require actual concentration and practice. Oh, and those finger-tip callouses -- yeah, you know the ones I mean -- I have been "sorely" missing those lately. :-)
Cheers,
SWBdog