Life After College
If you know anything about me, it’s probably that I loved college. College was everything to me. It still is, honestly. I’d like to say I haven’t peaked yet, but if I did, it was probably around my senior year. I worked at a bar, I had a great group of friends, I lived on the same street as where we went out every night, I knew enough people in my classes that I didn’t have to do assignments anymore. (Plagiarism is your friend, people).
So when Covid hit, and they sent all of us home in the middle of my senior year second semester, to say I was depressed was an understatement. Moving back in with your mom after having all the freedom in the world is painful.
I couldn’t walk outside at 9 AM and see the people I blacked out with the night before walking to class. Instead of blacking out on cheap well liquor with my best friends, I was crying into a bottle of even cheaper wine by myself only to wake up to my mom yelling at me that I had left a trail of ice cream and wine corks everywhere. “Are you hungover? It’s Tuesday morning. Alcoholism runs in our family, you know.” (Was that too dark?)
Anyways, college was a different world. When it was taken away from me, I was really, really sad. For like, a lot of months. Until I finally moved out of my mom’s house and to a city. Now, I can honestly say my life is like I’m a freshman all over again. I live downtown, bars are everywhere I turn, you can walk outside and see characters running around, just like college. I can come home at 3 AM without waking my entire family up and feeling weird after realizing my little brother is going to school in like, 4 hours. I see pretty much the same people every time I go out. Which is only fun like a fourth of the time, but still, you get my point.
If you’re scared you’re going to be depressed after college, I would suggest saving up to move to a city. Or just go while you’re broke and figure it out. The culture shock of it being socially unacceptable after college to go out 5 nights a week was too severe for me. Move to Nashville! It’s socially unacceptable if you’re going out LESS than 5 nights a week here.