A lot of people would say that, at 27, I've been an adult for a while now. It doesn't feel like it though. After high school, I went straight to college. Upon graduating, I went straight to law school - basically an extension of undergrad, but with more stress and more student loans. I then had the pleasure of graduating in the worst economy since the Great Depression. As a result, while waiting for the job market to improve, I worked for free for almost two years as a glorified intern to get some more experience and (quite gratefully) lived off my parents' dime. Not exactly the picture perfect image I have in mind of an independent adult. While my situation was certainly not unique, the past few years were really tough on me. It felt like I was in a holding pattern, waiting for an adult life to start. I struggled to keep hold of my confidence, dreams, and ambition.
I am doing much better now. My career is moving forward and it seems the worst has passed. I am supporting myself and starting to feel a little more like me again. In all honesty though, sometimes I still feel completely and totally lost. In my survival mode, I became so used to feeling hopeless, I lost sight of the things that made me happy. In other words, I was so focused on saving my career, I lost sight of the other parts of my life. A major relationship went down the tubes, I began sleeping around in an effort to distract myself from impending doom, and it seems I forgot what I wanted for my life outside of my career. That is why I've started this blog. This is my effort to figure things out. I think that thinking through my feelings, writing them down, and getting some feedback will be good for me.
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