The ugly truth: After Uni
You just graduated, you’re full of hopes and dreams. You feel like you can conquer the world, own it! You’re invincible. There’s millions of opportunities to grab, to get a hold of. You’re positive you’ll land a job immediately, be successful. And after 5 years you’ll have your own car, your own house beside the beach, travel the world, enjoying life to the fullest. Ahhh, how nice would that be?
A month after your graduation. You’re going out, staying out till the wee hours of the night, sleeping in, no care about the world. You know you deserve it. You’ve been studying your butt off for 4 years, you deserve to relax and enjoy the things you were not able to do when you were still in school. You set aside your job hunting, you can get back to it after your relaxation you say, I’ll land a job easy you say. Nice isn’t it?
A couple of months after. You’ve gotten so fat your clothes don’t fit anymore. You’re broke. You’re jobless. You say you’re going to look for a job. You want to help out your mom who’s still struggling to make ends meet because you still have two siblings in high school. You realise that you’ve been a complete idiot and a selfish b**ch. You’re disappointed because they declined your job application. You’re pressured because all your friends have their own jobs and you’re just here moping around thinking your life suck eggs.
4 months into your unemployed life. You’re still here writing low quality blogs, stress eating, lying around your apartment, scrolling through your social media account, liking your friends’ awesome lives, envying them because they received their first pay check and living life to the fullest. You now have ground-low self confidence, you don’t think you’re that great anymore, your ‘million’ opportunities are next to none, you’re this close to giving up on your dreams. Not so nice now is it?
