Post Graduation Blues

So, the last couple of days have been rough for me as a college graduate. Let me explain to you why moving home after college graduation is hard.

1. You are leaving your home. I left Provo which was my home. My life was there. My work was there. My roommates were there. My ward was there. My life was there. I left my life in Provo.

2. I lost my identity. I am no longer a student. I am a unemployed college graduate until July 31st when I am Hermana Jensen. Can't wait to be Hermana Jensen. I have no idea who I am any more. Of course, I am a daughter of God. I have been in school since I was 5 years old. My objective everyday was to graduate one day. I reached my destination and I am done ( at least for a couple of years). I have felt like a failure the last couple of days because of my unproductivity. I feel like I am no longer a person because I am not reaching my nonexisting responsabilities. Does that make sense? I have no responsabilities currently except breathinng.

3. I don't have any friends. I was so used to having friends knock on my door at all times of the day to invite me to things or just chat. I had neighbors I could talk to. It felt like I was never alone. For four years, I seem to always have someone near me. I have felt so alone the last couple of days since I don't have neighbors knocking on my door. I have separation anxiety from people. I am not making sense.

4. I loved learning. I avoided going classes sometimes and looked forward to the day of graduation but I miss school. I don't miss reading textbooks to be honest. I loved going to go class and learning something new everyday. I have learned the value of taking advantage of every learning opportunity. I have only been graduated for 1 week and I already miss school.

5. I miss my work. I miss the feeling of importance that my work gave me. I felt valued and felt like I was contributing back to society in some way. I feel like I am a waste of society now.

I could seriously go on about my post graduation blues. I looked it up on google and I feel it completely, but I have to end this post on a positive note. I am moving on. Yes, college were the best years of my life and nothing can ever replace my years at college. I can't write about the extend of my love for college. But, I just want to say that it is time to move one. I have a future ahead of me that is waiting for me. I need to recognize that my life isn't over like I feel it is right now.

I am moving on. So, here's to late college nights drinking kool aid shots and acting like we were so cool. Good memories. I could write so much. But I will miss all the amazing people I met at BYU. Seriously, everyone was amazing and talented and brilliant. I can't say that I loved every moment because I didn't love the moments in the testing center, but I did love my time at BYU and BYUI.

Time to focus on the people of Argentina and my family.

I have great things in my future that I need to prepare for. The people of Argentina will love me and I will love them (as long as I can communicate with them)....haha.

Well, it's bed time folks. After having a breakdown, I have learned that postgraduation blues is common for recent graduates. So, guys, feel normal if you have one too. You are not alone.

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