As graduation quickly approaches, we find ourselves in that senior scramble to figure out that next step, be it school or a career.
I feel so grateful to have been extended an offer, allowing myself to feel a sense of security throughout these next upcoming months. However, as much as I would like to celebrate or have people post congratulations all over my wall, it won’t happen. First of all, I would like to say that I did work hard this past break writing cover letter after cover letter to send to numerous employers. I don’t really appreciate people underestimating the work I actually do. I like to do things on my own and keep it on the dl, so don’t be surprised when you find out that I actually DO do work, and I’m not goofing around all the time. In these past months, people have approached me saying, it seems like you’re always out partying or raving or whatever. And I’m not denying the fact that I do go out, but I do want to point out the fact that I don’t broadcast the other part of my life, where I actually am doing things to reach my next goal in whatever it is I’m reaching for.
Most importantly, it hurts me to hear you sound so surprised that I’ve been getting these calls back from these different employers. It’s not a competition. I don’t appreciate you talking to me about what you’re doing to better yourself so that you land your dream job. I used to have so much respect for your work ethic and your professionalism, but that definitely has decreased the moment you started treating me like an enemy rather than being happy for me like a real friend would.
But hey, I guess it’s true what they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
21 years old and my parents still feel the need to micromanage my life. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love them and appreciate all they have given me, but the flaw in our relationship is that I can’t talk to them about anything that happens in my life. Our relationship is based on lies tailored to what they want to hear because they can’t handle the truth.
Sorry I’m not a perfect daughter, sorry I’m not a straight A student, sorry that I find balancing school and work really difficult, sorry I’m in a relationship with a guy who makes me a better person. I’m mostly sorry that our relationship has never been, and never can be anything more than a parent and child filled with criticism and support, but no room for mistakes.