Graduation from college is such an exciting time in one’s life. All of the sudden you’re finishing up your last exams, your whole family is flying in from around the country to see you walk across that stage and grab that piece of paper, you’re saying goodbye to your friends to go off onto your next adventure. There’s no real time to stop and think about “what’s next” because in those moments, you’re just happy you somehow managed to make it through those four years surviving on 4 hours of sleep a night, 5 mental breakdowns a semester, and microwavable rice and cheese.
Then there you are; a couple of months have passed. You’re still euphoric at the new found freedom and the blank page you get to fill with whatever you decide. Maybe you have a little anxiety from seeing people move onto graduate school or get those “big kid jobs” so soon, but that’s ok. Your time will come. For now you should just enjoy yourself, right? This is the time to travel and do all those things you’ve wanted to do! If you don’t relax and enjoy yourself now, when else will you be able to? At least that’s what everyone says.
Now you look at the calendar; a year has passed. The realization hits you like a truck. You realize that you’re no farther in figuring out what the hell to do with the rest of your life than you were when you walked off that stage with that piece of paper that’s suppose to solve all of your problems.
Life after college is weird. It’s the first time in my life I don’t have any sort of clear direction and I’m just suppose to figure it out myself. Don’t get me wrong, I’m in a great place right now and am so grateful for what I’ve been able to do. Since graduating, I’ve lived in four different cities, met lots of new people, and had many new experiences. I’ve moved all over the U.S. with my boyfriend and have no debt to pay off. I’ve traveled and explored and done all that fun stuff. I don’t want to come off as a spoiled brat who doesn’t appreciate what she has. But there’s still this nagging feeling where I just don’t feel satisfied. How am I suppose to make friends when I’m not surrounded by people my age? Should I be working an office job? What is the point of everything? Am I just suppose to make money now and then spend it and make more and spend it? Save it and retire? Work, take two vacations a year, start a family…? I just don’t know. I feel like I just embarked on a journey with my eyes closed.
Even writing this I feel stupid. I have so many friends that would love to be in my situation and are working crazy hours just to pay off the interest from the debt they accumulated in college. But, this is “The Spoiled Millennial.” I guess I just need to find something a little more purposeful. I need to feel like what I’m doing is feeding my soul. Is there a class I can take for that?