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Apologies for what will be a rambling, “woe is me,” affair.
About myself: I am 22 years old and a recent college graduate. I work in the city where I attended college. Currently, I'm employed with a job in city government and am currently just paid by the hour and am not officially “full-time.” I work as a research assistant on a grant-funded project, and I have been promised by my manager a full-time, salaried position (with benefits) in the January. That position too is grant-funded, so I should not be subject to cuts in local government that are likely just around the corner. If and when it happens, I will also get a fairly substantial wage boost, which isn't something to sneer at in this economy.
I'm not unhappy about my current station in life. I'm young and I have quite a bit ahead of me. While I'm not certain yet about my career path, the job I'm presently in (as well as the salaried position I've been promised) should give me some good experience that should prove valuable if I apply to graduate school in the next couple of years. And if I find that, at the end of these years, this isn't the right field for me, at least it will have been a good learning experience and something that could lead me to the right decision.
Even so, while I'm not unhappy, I can't say that I'm exactly happy. I feel incredibly unsettled right now. Maybe it's just the curse of being a recent college graduate: unsure and anxious. Right now I feel as if nothing about the next few years is clear. I find myself preoccupied with thoughts about my future, regrets about the past, and disbelief that I'm already 22. It's hitting me how fast life goes by, and what scares me is that I'm going to remain as unsettled and unaccomplished as I feel right now.
About the “regrets”: I feel as if I haven't fulfilled my promises to myself. It may have been naïve, but when I graduated high school, I didn't quite know what I was doing, but I was sure I'd figure it out pretty soon. I was certain I'd be a star student and that I'd graduate with job offers or graduate school prospects at my beck and call. I was sure that when I graduated I would know exactly what I wanted to do and be well on my way towards achieving it.
LP, first in the class, summa cum laude, Phi Beta Kappa, recipient of four undergraduate awards, prize-winning undergraduate researcher, and fluent in three languages! Off to an internship in Geneva for a year before going to Harvard with his smart, beautiful, serious girlfriend of three years!
In hindsight, this is absurd. I've always been someone with lots of doubt. And I've always been cursed by being “well-rounded,” interested in lots of things with an inability to focus.
Not surprisingly, then, college was a joy, but didn't quite end the way I anticipated. My first two years were spent struggling off-and-on with a pre-professional path that I veered away from though I never actually completely broke with. Academically, I was a “star”... in some classes. Others, not so. I graduated in the middle of my class, which wasn't really anything to sneer at, given that I was going to a Top 20 school. But in the end, while I could count some real achievements, I wasn't the person I'd imagined I'd be. I was just a mid-tier Liberal Arts student from a good private university without a clear direction in life.
So I guess that reality has hit me in the past few months. But what scares me is that my ever-present indecision and lack of focus is just going to cause more problems down the road. Nobody cares that I'm still trying to figure things out when I'm 22. But what if I'm still unsure in five years? Ten? What if I'll never be happy? Or worse, what if I'll do what I think I “should” do, rather than what I instinctively feel I want to do, and end up just being more unhappy down the road?
It would help if I weren't lonely. But I am. I chose to stay in the city where I went to school because I figured it would give me easy access to the university resources and because the cost of living was (and is) cheap. I also had some friends in the area (although not too many close ones) and figured I would be comfortable. While the first two rationales (access to the college and cost of living) still hold up, the third holds up much less well. The friends I have here are few in number. Only one of them is someone I would call a close friend, and he's rarely available to socialize due to his job. I live by myself, with very little furniture, in a small studio, because I figured it would be best to save money for the year. But the result is that most of the time, I just feel like I'm cooped up. I spend nearly all my weekends at home. I have few friends or social activities. And as the “baby” of the office, I don't have the luxury of making friends at work – most of my colleagues are in the 30s and 40s.
Frankly, it's driving me a little crazy. I'm basically an introvert and I have always valued having some time alone. But right now I just feel like I'm starved of human contact, which has a way of making me feel depressed and more anxious about everything. My current job plans will keep me in this town at least until the end of 2009, and probably through May or June of 2010, but I'm seriously wavering. I imagined that staying in the same city would facilitate the transition out of college, but instead, I just feel like I'm sort of in limbo. I rarely get to go out or do anything interesting and I find myself trying to entertain myself in ways that just make me feel more lonely, such as going to movies by myself or going out to eat by myself.
My social difficulties actually have two components. Right now, I'd be happy just to have more regular company of friends. But I'm also increasingly frustrated romantically and sexually. Although I'm 22, I have never had a girlfriend or been in even a casual relationship. And I'm not really the hook-up type. I know people will deny this, but I feel increasingly “abnormal,” and a bit of a social outcast for that reason. I would like the companionship of a relationship, but I'm increasingly grim about my prospects. I barely have a social circle to begin with, and while some have suggested online dating, I'm extremely skeptical and unsure about it. I dislike not knowing what to expect, and I worry that if, as seems likely, whatever dates I get set up on don't work out, I'm just going to get even more distraught that I'll ever find anyone.
The fact that I have several friends from high school who are engaged or already married just makes me feel more like even more of a wallflower, even though I have no intention of marrying anytime soon.
So, to summarize: I'm unsure about my future career plans, unsure about my future academic plans, lonely, depressed about my romantic prospects, and unhappy with my living quarters.
Thoughts, advice, words of wisdom would be welcome.
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