The truth is.

I’m unemployed. And going from 4 years of extreme chaos and having everything in the world to possibly do…down to…little to nothing to do.  Its fucking horrible.  I seriously have been graduated for 3 weeks and 2 days and I have no idea what the fuck im doing with my life.  The pressure is on.  And looking for jobs is probably the hardest thing in the world, let alone just figuring out what im doing.  For the first time in my life I have almost nothing to do and I’m the most stressed I could ever be.  Some weird self-worth or pride thing I’m internally conflicted with.

The truth is.

I could spend the remainder of my unemployed days wallowing over the fact that im “a loser, uneducated, not worthy, lost, stupid, fat, couch potato, whatever it may be”, but instead im going to enjoy the time being, just celebrate my successes and stop thinking that I’m not worthy of the jobs out there.  It’s stupid. It’s like a never ending cycle of darkness you fall into when living the post graduate lifestyle.  I’ve been warned of it, and I’ve definitely caught a huge case of it. 

The truth is.

I’m going to apply for jobs I want, take the GREs, go to Taiwan, and hopefully go abroad soon.

The truth is.

I know nothing that is going to happen. And, i just need to be ok with that.