I don’t know if it’s just me, but this year has been an adjustment. It’s not even because 23 is the most awkward age ever or the fact that I’m insanely horrible at dealing with change. It’s been weird since day one and I’ve been trying to figure it out ever since.
I never would have considered myself “lost” before but the things I’ve learned about myself in the last year would have 22 year old me asking, “new phone, who dis?”.
So.. in honor of my new found knowledge, here is a list of things I have learned at 23 in contrast to the past 22.
Before delving straight in, let me just say, “I still have no idea what I’m doing with my life”. In college, I had this weird idea that ‘post college’ life was going to be this fabulous concept of how I’d be rich and just automatically fall into my dream job, never have to eat ramen again (unless I wanted to) and live happily ever after, etc.. Ehhh, negative.
So, here we go:
1. Financially, you aren’t as independent as you ‘thought’ you’d be. Sallie Mae is NOT the real MVP and she comes in like Rihanna like,”b*tch betta have my money $$%!!@”.
To be honest, student loans are the absolute worst. If it weren’t for them, I might actually be rich. Well maybe not rich, but $1,000 richer a month….which buys me more tacos and beer than I’m buying now, so same thing.. right?
2. Humble yo’ self.
Just when you think you are at the top and doing good, life has a way of kicking you in the goonies time and time and time and time again. You aren’t as cool as you ‘thought’ you were in college, and life doesn’t play favorites like teachers and sorority test banks do. Just know that every time you fall down, you’re gonna have to get back up, and come back even stronger. You may have to start back at the bottom again. And that’s okay. As long as you get back up.
3. As cheesy and weird as this sounds, I’ve figured out more about who I am… (I know right? barf…)
High school is the foundation for most people, including myself, in where you start to self-identify and look for the puzzle you fit into. High school was a blast. Looking back, it was a fun four years, but…. I just kinda coasted. At the end of my senior year right before college, I started thinking.. “Who am I? What do I like to do? What am I here for?”. College was where I figured all of that out in more depth from what I was in high school. Now, post-college, I’m figuring out where to start. Where do I start building on that slab I build the past 8 years? Which path do I want to take to get me where I want to go? Where exactly do I want to go? (That’s the confusing parts)
4. Loving yourself is hard, hating yourself is harder.
As girls, it’s easy to pick yourself apart and wish things about yourself were different.. well they’re not going to change unless you pay beaucoup money to get it changed and that’s almost kind’ve crazy. At 23, I can officially say it is SO much easier to find flaws about yourself and love them than it is to pick out things you hate about yourself. You’re going to have to live with them the rest of your life anyway, why not just accept it? God made you the way you are for a reason- which is not like anyone else who walks this earth. How awesome is that? Seriously- all of that “hate” (insecurity) can just eat you alive and honestly, “ain’t nobody got time for that”. FrFr.
5. Time is Valuable
Working 8-5 is exhausting. By the end of the day, it’s all about “me” time. I know I want to spend the little bit of time I have until I have to go to sleep on things I actually want to do. Whether it’s hanging out with my family or friends or doing a hobby, I want to make sure it actually means something. Plus, weekends are extra short and 30 minutes off every two week pay period isn’t fun at all.
6. My friend circle has disappeared
I’d say this sorta goes with “Time is Valuable”.. when you don’t have much time you want to spend it with people that matter and not that others don’t but it’s a fast world.. It’s hard (and exhausting) to keep up friendships with friends who don’t all live in the same college community. Oh, and p.s.with a smaller friend circle comes a smaller wardrobe.. HUGE bummer.
7. Moving back home if for the birds
Okay. So it’s not the worst, but after 4 (in my case 4 1/2) years of being on your own, it’s hard to adjust to NOT having your own space. But luckily- the free rent, food, and folded clothes kind’ve evens it out. 😛
8. You can do whatever you want
At least it feels that way. After I graduated high school, I thought to myself, “I can be anything I want-an astronaut, lawyer, doctor.. whatever”. Not that I can’t be all those things, but I’ve kinda don’t really want to. After graduating college, I can do what I want (whatever that may be) and that feels pretty cool I guess.
Basically, you either know what you want to do or have no clue at all. M-F 8-5 is a real thing for the rest of your life and is actually the worst. You start to enjoy the simple things (see previous post) and that’s what keeps you sane– however you want to describe that. But despite feeling confused about the rest of your life, it will get better. You are in control.
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