Um..career?

So, a worry that I have is that I don't know what I want to do with my life exactly. I'm a sophomore with a new major. I started off college going into elementary education, striving for my masters in special education. This was a new area for me because all through high school I wanted to be a journalist. I changed so quickly because I was afraid to go into journalism with everything changing in the field, and I've always wanted to write for a newspaper. Well, print is starting to disappear more and more emphasis is on internet sources, so I went with another area I liked, working with people with disabilities.

I'm interested in autism ever since 8th grade when I helped my dad start a soccer program for children with autism. I really enjoyed working with them because I was opened up to a whole new spectrum of people and how they learned. It was a great experience and I continued to help him through my high school career as well. My dad is a psychologist and works with mental retardation and now autism, so I thought what a great thing to go into because I will have someone to help me through everything and help me get the job I really want. So, that's how I somehow got into teaching.

Deep down I knew that teaching wasn't what I had always wanted to do, but I actually found the classes interesting and the more I worked in the classroom, the more I got interested in it and found that things need to be changed in the way that we teach children. I liked that I was becoming more interested in teaching, but somewhere deep down I still knew that I would have rather been writing.

But writing... what job does that guarantee me? Exactly.
I don't know for sure if I want to be a journalist, but I'm keeping that option open. I'm currently taking a news writing class and I'm going to be writing for the newspaper here on campus, so I'll be able to see more if I want to do that. But it's still a hard field to go into.

All I know is that I love to write, and I know that this passion will help me land whatever job I'm going to get. But for right now, I have no idea what job that will be and it worries me. Not only me, it worries my father, which makes it worse on me. Upon changing my major, basically his only words for me were "what job are you going to get?" He wasn't necessarily mad that I had changed, but he sure made it seem like it in some way. I'm nervous that I will have a hard time finding something, but I also believe that I will make it. I will find a job I love to do writing, and all will be good. It will take work, I know that, but I'm willing to do that for the thing I love. Writing will see me through.