I found this on Tumblr a little while ago and found it highly accurate. It feels like once you graduate college, you’re on this uphill battle to accomplish everything in just a few short years.
When in reality, you have the rest of your life to get it all done.
Maybe it’s just an American culture thing, that you have to be successful, happy, married, and with your 2.5 kids and a white picket fence by 30. But who decided that you have to figure it all out in your 20s? Why do we put pressure on ourselves to get our forever job and find “the one” so shortly after we were all clearly blacked out and pulling all nighters in college?
That seems like a 180-degree turn if I’ve ever seen one. I know that “adulting” is cliche now, but it honestly feels like you’re pushed out into the world, tumbling until you’re heads up. Hopefully.
In college, it seemed like you were all on the same playing field for the most part. All just trying to get by until graduation and walking across the stage. Now it’s a free for all. We’re all at different stages of our lives now, and we’re only two years out of college.
People have gotten married, people are in law school, people have master’s degrees, people are on their second jobs, the list goes on. I’m happy for my friends who are kicking butt and being successful, but it makes me wonder if I’m doing it right.
But what does “right” even mean?
I see friends or old classmates post job updates on LinkedIn, and I see others posting engagement or wedding pictures on Instagram. I’m still in the same job I’ve had since graduation, and I’m the furthest from getting married anytime soon. All I really have is 2 years of professional experience and a master’s degree.
I hope that’ll get me something sometime soon, but right now, I feel like I’m not where I should be. One of the girls at the ice cream shop graduated last year but started her first real job a few months ago. I’m happy for her because she wasn’t sure what she wanted to do, and she likes her job, but she’s having trouble adjusting to the new schedule and the fact that all we’re doing for the rest of our lives is working.
I’m grateful that I have a job that I like and that I was able to get a master’s degree (hey, thanks mom and dad!). I know that my hard work will pay off. As I scroll through social media, I have to remember that I can’t compare myself to others. It’s really the oldest story in the book—or I guess the e-book nowadays—but it’s hard not to wonder, what am I doing wrong?
Maybe stability is a good thing right now. I’m able to save money by living at home, and I actually feel comfortable doing what I do at work. So for right now, maybe the plateau is okay. I’m not going to stay on it forever, and I’m sure there are bigger changes coming my way.