Welcome to the hardest time in your life. Nobody ever tells you they, do you? We have millions of coming-of-age books and movies about adolescence. But we don’t have this kind of cultural script for our real coming-of-age. Books and movies just kind of skip over this period between “I am a student” and “I have a career.” Nobody ever warns us that it’s going to be terrifying that moment when we realize nobody- not our school, not our job, not our parents- is going to give us any idea what to do next.
Six years ago, I was exactly where you are, posting just about the exact same thing.
Truth it, it got worse before it got better. I refused to live with my parents, so I moved in with a guy I’d only known for a week. I ended up working three jobs at once- a video store, a motel and a diner. I had no time to have friends or do anything I enjoyed. I didn’t even have time to look for a better job. At one point, I bought a twenty pound bag of beans, a twenty pound bag of rice, and a gallon of hot sauce. I lived on that for the better part of three months. To think- I had thought a college education meant I’d get to skip the “dirt poor” part of life. Not so! I thought i was stuck. I could see no path between where I was and where I wanted to be.
Then I did something stupid. I’d managed to save a bit working so hard, so I bought a plane ticket to India and spent three months having the kinds of adventures I used to dream about. Absolute crazy adventures. It was better than six college educations.
When I got back, I moved to the ghetto for cheaper rent, finally found a cool job, enjoyed being young in the city for a while and finally joined the Peace Corps. I have been living in a dream ever since. Life these days is awesome- I help people, I am learning a new language, I get to travel to all kinds of places, my work is fun and never stressful and I am meeting all kinds of great people from around the world who are becoming life-long friends. Career-wise, I’m finally where I though I should be out of college. I can stay in China and easily find a good job, I can probably get into my choice of grad schools, I could go back to the States and start teaching or try to start a new career. My plan is to go back to grad school and then find NGO work in West Africa. It’s totally reachable now, and it would be a dream come true.
So there are a few point here. The first is that this is normal. The second is that things will work out, but probably not in the way you thought they would. But if you have the guts not to turn down opportunity, you will probably find yourself doing more amazing stuff that you never even imagined.
The key is to make sure you grab on to chances when they do happen. And it seems like you are already one to do that. I mean, yeah, you could have majored in accounting and probably found a job. But you don’t really want to be an accountant, do you? You took a risk on what you love. It’s a tougher path. But it’s one with the greater chance of rewards. And the rewards are out there and will come by eventually, but you have to have the guts to reach out for them.
Finally, don’t worry about the past. The past is a training ground. If you aren’t where you want to be today, it’s probably because you have something you need to learn before you can get there. I do regret not joining Peace Corps right after college. But honestly, I learned some lessons during those “wasted” years, and it’s thanks to learning what I needed to learn during those hard times that I am where I am now. I needed that time, and you need this time.