i have a BA in English (non-fiction writing emphasis) with a minor in Women's/Gender Studies, and a JD.
i haven't officially used the JD at all,really, i never took the bar and never plan to practice regular law. i enjoyed the coursework, and i did it for my parents.
i do use the english degree a lot--i do write a lot of articles, my own advertising, workbooks, and so on. i do a lot of writing.
i wish that i'd just gone into teaching yoga right after college like i wanted to. i wanted to spend three months and $3,000 to get the education (which also would have given me a massage therapy degree as well as a yoga certification), and then start teaching yoga.
instead, i decided to please my father, who wanted me to get a "real" job of some sort, via a graduate degree. i was in an expository writing class my last semester, with a whole bunch of "prelaw" folks and i could write and debate them under the table. so, i thought "If these knuckleheads can go to law school, so can i."
i was one of two people in the class who actually got into law school, oddly enough. i didn't realize it was so competitive. i just assumed i'd get in, and i did. and i got a scholarship for my first year.
but, once in school, i realized that while i liked studying law, i didn't like practicing law (i tried mock trials and later worked for the environmental law clinic in m school--one that litigated). yeah, i didn't like it.
during the same time, i was in another apprenticeship (by this time, my third over six years) to teach yoga and started teaching part time.
in my second year of law school, my good friend passed away (she was only 26), and i had a very "carpe diem" moment. i just realized that i didn't want to practice law, but felt i had to because of the education.
i thought to leave school then, but my dad convinced me to at least get the degree and to work for the law clinic to see if i'd like the actual practice. I agreed, but ocntinued to teach yoga.
after graduation, i decided not to take the bar, as i really didn't want to practice law. instead, i worked for a company that was creating a database for lawyers of local cases, and so i was a "legal analyst." this was work-from-home and it fit around my yoga schedule nicely.
after doing that for a summer (and finding it terribly tedious), i decided to stop that job altogether. i was just teaching yoga.
admittedly, i'm angry with mself for giving into my dad, and i'm angry with my dad for pressuring me. for the first 5 years after graduation, it was constantly "you could be like Ed, you know, that TV show with the bowling-alley lawyer." and i said "no, i can't. i don't like practicing law."
finally, he was golfing with a friend one day who is a lawyer. my dad explained my situation and his disappointment. but the lawyer was cool. he said "if you love the work, you don't mind working 90 hours a week or more. and that's what it takes. if you hate the work, then you become miserable and bitter, and you never get ahead. it doesn't matter what the job. At least she's happy, and she's doing work that she loves."
and, i'm good at what i do and i'm successful.
looking at my loan payments is painful, but we'll pay it off soon enough.