WesternSky
Bronze Member
I don't know where to put this, but as it's work-related, I'll post it here. I'm alone from the holidays still so I have nobody to talk to about this.
I'm 25 today and everything I feared as a kid and young adult about living in the real world is coming true. At this point I don't know if I'll ever be self-sufficient. I tried to do everything right, and I still have very little to show for it.
I feel like everything I grew up believing about my future was a well-intentioned lie. They told me if I worked hard in school I'd get into a good college. If I did well in college, I'd land a job. I developed depression and PTSD sophomore year in undergrad and still graduated. I knew the market was bad, so I tried to do the responsible thing. I picked a masters program based on the information I had about the field's marketability. I went to grad school for 2 years and held down a part-time job in the field to gain experience. I graduated last May, making me ineligible to keep working at my job (students only position). Now they tell me that schools have been spinning the truth about my field for awhile to lure in students and it's actually one of the worst masters because nobody in the field is retiring and budgets in the public sector are being slashed. Nobody wants an entry-level employee when they can hire someone with years of experience at half the cost.
I looked for three months and the only thing I could find was a part-time job completely outside of my field that pays just above minimum wage at a big-box store. I try to budget but there's nothing to set aside for savings. It doesn't pay my bills and it definitely won't pay my student loans when they kick in this month. The worst part is I will soon need a job that provides medical benefits (I'm fortunately enough that my parents have kept me on - there's no way I could pay for my medications). I wouldn't dare tell anyone back home outside of my family what I'm doing. Every conversation I have is "Did you find a job in your field yet or are you still working at ___?" My job is physically demanding and I am often in pain; I get kicked, bruised, and scratched up regularly, and there is always the possibility of getting bit (I work with dogs - we take all the safety precautions, but being animals, they are unpredictable.)
Why did I push myself so hard, striving for academic perfection because it was the only thing I had for years? Why did I bother with grad school thinking I was preparing for a career when I could be in the same position right out of high school? Is everything a waste? I don't mind hard work if it can support me. If I'm getting somewhere in it.
I know the world is cutthroat now. I know my generation gets labelled as being entitled and if we were only smarter, harder-working, more competitive, more "something," we should somehow be able to succeed. And I don't have what it takes.
I have no future.
I'm 25 today and everything I feared as a kid and young adult about living in the real world is coming true. At this point I don't know if I'll ever be self-sufficient. I tried to do everything right, and I still have very little to show for it.
I feel like everything I grew up believing about my future was a well-intentioned lie. They told me if I worked hard in school I'd get into a good college. If I did well in college, I'd land a job. I developed depression and PTSD sophomore year in undergrad and still graduated. I knew the market was bad, so I tried to do the responsible thing. I picked a masters program based on the information I had about the field's marketability. I went to grad school for 2 years and held down a part-time job in the field to gain experience. I graduated last May, making me ineligible to keep working at my job (students only position). Now they tell me that schools have been spinning the truth about my field for awhile to lure in students and it's actually one of the worst masters because nobody in the field is retiring and budgets in the public sector are being slashed. Nobody wants an entry-level employee when they can hire someone with years of experience at half the cost.
I looked for three months and the only thing I could find was a part-time job completely outside of my field that pays just above minimum wage at a big-box store. I try to budget but there's nothing to set aside for savings. It doesn't pay my bills and it definitely won't pay my student loans when they kick in this month. The worst part is I will soon need a job that provides medical benefits (I'm fortunately enough that my parents have kept me on - there's no way I could pay for my medications). I wouldn't dare tell anyone back home outside of my family what I'm doing. Every conversation I have is "Did you find a job in your field yet or are you still working at ___?" My job is physically demanding and I am often in pain; I get kicked, bruised, and scratched up regularly, and there is always the possibility of getting bit (I work with dogs - we take all the safety precautions, but being animals, they are unpredictable.)
Why did I push myself so hard, striving for academic perfection because it was the only thing I had for years? Why did I bother with grad school thinking I was preparing for a career when I could be in the same position right out of high school? Is everything a waste? I don't mind hard work if it can support me. If I'm getting somewhere in it.
I know the world is cutthroat now. I know my generation gets labelled as being entitled and if we were only smarter, harder-working, more competitive, more "something," we should somehow be able to succeed. And I don't have what it takes.
I have no future.