Post-Grad Delulu

No one talks about how unhinged life feels after graduation.

Like cool, I have a degree. (THAT WAS VERY MENTALLY DRAINING TO GET) I did the thing. (5 YEARSS) I know i deserve a break, I slaveddd in college and didn't get to enjoy it due to housing and school fees, But now what? Get an entry job I hate just to barely pay bills? Go back to school for another degree so I can feel “secure”? Or finally chase the creative ideas I’ve been sitting on forever, even if they make zero logical sense on paper?

It’s literally a war between my head and my heart every single day.
My head’s like: “Get it together. Be responsible. Get the salary, the benefits, the LinkedIn title.”
And my heart’s like: “Girl, we’re not built for that. You know you’re supposed to do something else.”

But then I scroll and see people who made their hobbies their career. And I’m like: how???? And also: why does it feel like everyone else got an invisible manual on how to make life work?

Meanwhile, I’m just sitting here with a Canva account, three notebooks full of ideas, and a mini identity crisis.

Do I go back to school? Do I wing it and hope the dream works?
Some days I feel like a failure. Other days I feel like a lowkey genius just waiting for my moment.

But even with all the confusion, I still know I’m goanna be successful. Like… deep in my gut, I feel it. I just don’t know what version of me is going to lead me there yet.

I reallyyy want to be successful in my 20s. so I can really enjoy It y'know? the artificial pipeline for marriage n maybe kids i created in middle school is almost here!! (YES, SOCIETAL STANDARDS BRAINWASHED ME TOO)

And that’s the scariest part.

So I guess I’m in my “figure it out” era. Please don’t ask me what I’m doing with my life unless you want a long pause and an even longer sigh.