Of this, I’m sure.
This time last year, I was stuck in a scary studio apartment in a city I didn’t like, and my long-term partner was leaving for a 10-week internship. The following weeks were tough and incredibly depressing. I had no idea what I was going to do with my life, and I was struggling socially. It was hard for me to live in a city where I only knew a few people my age and where I was at least half an hour from most of my friends. I cried a lot, and I realized I was in the midst of a quarter-life crisis.
But I made it through.
I moved to the city, got a roommate, and became social again. It’s still hard to juggle commuting, a full-time job, and a social life, but thank goodness for Google Calendar.
I pursued my dream of going to grad school, applied, and got into several schools. Now I have several very good offers– I’m waiting for my dream school to offer me money right now. I know things will work out for the best, though, and I’m so excited about the field I’m going into. I talked to my parents about what sorts of opportunities I will have in grad school and what I’m going to be doing. They seemed happy, knowing that their daughter is pursuing a field she’s passionate about.
And that long-term partner I mentioned earlier? That relationship no longer exists. I am free, and I’ve learned so much about myself and what I want in life. You’ve read about that here. And I’ll just say that things are looking up.
Currently, I’m a week away from throwing myself into a position where I will be thousands of miles away from Washington state, my friends, my family, and the culture I’ve known all my life. I can’t say I’m not nervous. I’ll be living in Madrid with a host family though, not a lonely studio, so thank goodness for that. And at the end of my tutoring job, I’ll be joining one of my best friends in southern Spain.
And then I’ll be traveling. I will see the world, just like I said I always would. I had no idea how I could make my dream of traveling come true, and I can’t know if this is the right way to do it: quitting your job, volunteering abroad, then winging a few weeks of travel by trains and planes.
Well… This is my adventure. Believe in the impossible.
“We are the hero of our own story.” – Mary McCarthy