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Life After Uni

New goals 

Moving on and growing up is a massive part of your twenties. I got to avoid that by only moving across the channel, to Bournemouth to start university back in 2015, so when I finally finished this year, it was somewhat of a shock to the system. A sudden realisation that, now I had the degree, I had to get the job to go with it.

A lot of people will move on from university completely independent, go off to the big city and never look back. They’ll land a top job, move in to a new place on their own, and manage to get by on a minimal wage without complaint. They even still manage to have a social life they comfortably fund in between too.

Then there are the rest of us, who crippled with debt and an overwhelming question of ‘what the hell am I meant to do now’ ringing in our heads, we slope back home to our parents, looking for comfort and reassurance that everything will be ok. 

I’d be lying if I said I never expected to be the latter person. In my head, I’d skip out of uni, have a fun summer exploring and traveling, land myself a job in London, find a roommate and start living my life to its full potential. But that wasn’t the case.

For a start, my bank account simply couldn’t manage that. There’s no way my minimal savings could stretch that far, let alone afford me a decent place to live in London.

So, I moved back home. And i can’t explain the relief that came with it. To me, going home and being only a 10 minute drive or in some cases 10 minute walk from the people I love the most was something I hadn’t realised I’d missed for the past 3 years.

But coming back home, especially back to Jersey, always seemed to be seen as a negative thing. You were a failure if you gave up and came back here, or you were too lazy to try and make it on your own.

 

No need to rush

I felt even more under pressure to make sure that if I came home, I got a decent job that was relevant to what I’d spent three years studying, and I was lucky enough to achieve that. But I wouldn’t have been a failure if I hadn’t got the job.

There’s an immense amount of pressure for graduates to land their dream job straight out of university. It’s assumed that because you’re filled with the knowledge for your field, your career is waiting round the corner for you to hit the ground running with. The harsh reality is, although I have a degree and a passion for what I do, that doesn’t mean I’m destined to succeed. Because there are hundreds, thousands even, of people just like me. We’re all grafting to get to the same place, and the competition is sometimes just too good.

But I’m happy where I am right now. I think it’s easy to forget how much you still have ahead of you to tackle at the age of 22, and I’ve realised how much of a rush I was in not even 6 months ago to get to the next step. When really, I should be enjoying what I have right now. And what I have right now is a job, a home, a family and friends that I love. What more could I want?

 

 

All views and opinions are my own.

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