Why I choose my major?

I was in middle school, and there was a project from the mayor to promote the student activities, one of them was a Paint class, I wasn't excited for it but my mom, forced me to go, even when I told her no several times. I went to the old theater and meet the professor, a young man who dressed weird (it was the very first thing I noticed), the class was very boring, I get home hating it. My mom kept he forcing me to go against my will, and two weeks later I'm loving it, the class started at 6 o'clock and I run from my school to the theater 4 days a week. The time I spend sharing and enjoying made me love painting, and it turns out I wasn't bad at it. That's why I choose this, I was happy doing it and I kinda miss these days where I just painted without worrying if a teacher was going to like it or not.

Now that I'm living my 15 year old dreaming, I don't know if I still love it, the university has been a weird experience, I'm not painting anymore and when I do I'm not enjoying like I did before, this feeling makes me think about changing mayors, but I think it's too late to do so.

+ When I told my Mom about my career choose she was furious, idk why, she made me go to paint classes in the first place

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