Heyyyy Little Misters, I hope you are all having a fabulous week thus far and if you aren’t I sincerely hope you’ll find yourself surrounded by great friends and endless bottles of wine this weekend.
So this past week I took kinda a big step in regards to my career/job/life/whatevaz. for the next month I’m living in my own temporary apartment outside of Boston for my first big internship as a Marketing Intern…. Whatttt???? I’m fairly young, you know, 20 isn’t considered old but still not a child. So for me, this is kinda a big deal because I have to get my own food, work all day 5 days a week, and basically be even more independent and responsible than I was in college. Plus, I’m not digging this whole 9 to 5 work grind bull shit.
Now some of you are probably like, “Yep, welcome to the real world!” And honestly, yes, I shouldn’t be complaining and yes I am very fortunate and thankful for the opportunity I have. But yesterday it hit me: this will most likely be my work day when I graduate, this will be my life and I’m only getting a small taste of it. Before I started my internship I wasn’t too worried about it, but now only after one week, I’m actually nervous. Being an adult and on my own isn’t what I thought it would be. I thought I’d personally be more comfortable being independent and away from home, family and friends, but it’s kinda lonely.
I guess my point of this rant is when did you guys ever come to this same realization as I did? When did you all realize, “Damn, this is what it’s like. I’m grown. This is what school has prepared me for all this time, but am I even ready?”
And I don’t feel too discouraged; I’d say I’m a pretty ambitious person and really do want to be an adult, but I can’t help but want to curl up into bed with a stuffed animal, watching some old tv shows, and ordering a large pizza for myself.
I love life, I love where I’m headed, and I’m determined to get there. But I’m realizing transitioning into adulthood is pretty rough. And when I finally figure everything out, even if it takes like 30 years, I know it’s okay to feel like a scared kid. I mean, aren’t we all?
Here I am on my first day as an intern/adulting