1. Literally everyone is clueless - This won't help give you a clue but it's supposed to make you feel better about not having one.
There are so many people I am friends with that just have no idea what they even enjoy enough to make a living out of, or where they see themselves creating a life in the future. The issue I found when expressing to the older generation that I don't know where to go with my career is that they give a typical Baz Lerman response of 'so many people even my age don't know what they are doing'. That does NOT help. I realise it's supposed to make me feel at ease that my mum and her 50+ friends are still fannying about unsure whats going on - but its doesn't because I feel like I SHOULD know what I want to do and where I want to be.
I have a degree now, I've had several jobs and i'm studying for a masters - I should know where this is taking me but I honestly do not.People can tell me 'you're young' 'you have all the time in the world' till they are blue in the face but I know that by this point I should have a clue and it fills me with fear that I don't. Maybe it's all attributed to my lack of travel round certain parts of south east asia, and if I go there all the answers I seek will come to me in that hammock on that beach where that film was made.
2. University is an expensive way of stalling time.
I finished Uni in summer 2016 - graduated this year due to some resit nonsense and have been flapping about in rubbish jobs while simultaneously applying for copy writing, PR, freelance writing and all other manor of more meaningful jobs ever since - all to no avail. The industry I think I want to work in seems endlessly hard to get into unless you know someone who knows someone who is head of something somewhere.
*Insert disclaimer - I got halfway through this blogpost and decided against seeing it through.I have since suspended the masters that I thought was going to be the answer to all my problems and moved back in with my mum. LOL.*
However, even though I am now back in the comfort of my family home with much less debt and a few more months experience making coffee it might just be one of the best choices I have ever made. A big part of me was very concerned - too concerned I think - at the thought of admitting I was a bit lost and I didn't really know what was going on in my life from one day to the next. Moving home has given me steady ground, I have saved money, started writing for a local magazine and just landed a big girl job as a social media assistant so maybe the answer is actually what I was fighting against when I started this blogpost back in September.
You just have to work at what you enjoy and wait for things to fall into place.*bleurgh*
My ability to go out and ask for things helped as well, where the magazine is concerned I emailed the editor and asked to write for it, where the job is concerned I asked the owner of the company to hire me because I thought I would be able to make a difference. So I guess it helps to be a bolshy nightmare. I'm not suggesting you need to all move back in with your parents to find peace and solace, just don't be afraid of failing a little bit before you start accomplishing.
If you got this far thanks for reading my sporadic rambling and I hope all your ambitions and dreams come true x x
