I am trying to find myself. Yes, I know that sounds super cliche, but I think it's the only way to properly describe what I'm going through right now.
More than a year ago, I graduated with a degree that's next to useless in the professional world. Of course, I'm referring to my English degree. As opposed to most college graduates I run into, I'm not going to sugarcoat the reality that getting a degree in English will make it really hard for you to find a job in the professional world. Even under the best of circumstances, it will be a struggle unless you're utterly fortunate. That goes for other liberal arts majors too.
Ever since graduating, I've been looking for job. Not a "would you like fries with that" minimum wage shit job, but a real job. Perhaps I should say I'm looking for a career. Anyway, here's something I've been thinking about. Whatever job I take will become a part of my identity. I'm not saying that I'll become defined by it, but my experiences of it will become a part of who I am for the rest of my life. In that sense, by trying to find a job, I'm trying to find a part of my future self. That old cliche saying is actually true of me at this moment. I AM trying to find myself in some small way.
The realization of this has begun to sink in recently. It wears at me.
No comments:
Post a Comment