Being a second semester junior in college, I really thought I’d have my life figured out by now. Truth is, I don’t and I’m slowly learning to be okay with that. For the longest time, I had always dreamed about my life after college.
I wanted to move to some cool new city in a different state with a fresh start. I thought I would have a lot more experience in the field that I wanted to work in.
I thought I’d be in a serious relationship with my college sweetheart. Don’t get me wrong, college has been the best years of my life, but it has taught me that not a lot in life is going to go the way you planned.
I’ve seen them struggle to find jobs, apply to graduate schools. Many already have a job lined up for them after graduation, while some are still figuring it out. Once they’re gone, I’ll be in that position.
My plan for right now is graduate school. I’m stressed about having to take the GRE, completing the applications, and, of course, waiting to hear whether I’m good enough to get accepted to the programs.
It all makes me insanely nervous thinking about being a real adult. Living on your own inside the college bubble is not the same as truly living on your own.
As much as I long to start a new chapter in my life, I truly don’t feel prepared for it. But the more I think about it, the more I realize that I shouldn’t expect to be prepared for most of the things that life throws at me. With a little positivity and a little courage, I know that I’ll be okay.