After four years of emotional warfare, you're finally free.
Living back at home is an adjustment, but one that you can get use to.
Until the close quarters and lack of privacy have you and your family at each other's throats.
Things take a turn for the worse when your parents barge into your room like it's no longer yours.
So you finally take a stand and petition for a change.
New issues arise when people start asking you what you're going to do with your degree.
Or if you have a job yet.
Then they try to impart some holier-than-thou wisdom.
Because it's "not that hard."
Even though you've pimped yourself out on LinkedIn and exhausted all your resources.
Speaking of jobs, finding one is a nightmare that you thought going to school would help you avoid.
And you're constantly being told you're too inexperienced.
Which makes you doubt yourself.
You can't get a job without experience, but you can't get experience without a job.
And this makes you super philosophical when trying to make sense of it all.
But you do a lot of things well that a job can't dictate.
Eventually, the stress starts taking a toll on you.
And going back to school seems like the most feasible solution to your problems.
Until you realize that grad school means no home-cooked meals, no free rent and no happiness.
But things start to look up once you finally land your first job.
And you start to believe all the times people told you it would work out.
Despite your concerns that you still have no idea what the fuck you're doing.
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