School was never something I was passionate about. Don’t misinterpret, I liked to learn, but the whole “let’s sign up for ten classes about ethnic nutrition to get my science credit” seemed like a waste of my time and effort.
But everyone goes to College right? You go to an institution of higher learning to get a piece of paper that declares you are capable and worthy of entering the workforce. So that’s what I did. I graduated from Texas A&M University with a bachelor’s degree in Sociology ready and eager to start my life.
I’m learning life after college isn’t as simple as starting a job, much less a career.
On the day of my graduation, I was feeling more like “Now what?” instead of an overwhelming feeling of accomplishment and excitement, which is what I was expecting. It’s been two years since my graduation date and I still feel the same way.
It feels like the only thing I have realized is what I absolutely don’t want to do with my life. I wasn’t blessed enough to have a driving passion fueling my every move. I wasn’t ten years old with a toy medical set dreaming of holding a real stethoscope. The future was always something difficult for me to envision.
I had this (naive) notion that once I got my degree jobs would be easy to find and life would just work out effortlessly on my end. No one prepared me for the real trials of life. I was and am lucky enough to have a family that supports me emotionally as well as – I’ll say semi-financially.