"Home is where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in." - Diana Gabaldon, Voyager
Moving back home with the parents is every 25-year-old's worst nightmare. It's been two days and already my desire to get out has exploded, my motivation to find a job greater than ever.
Moving back home is complicated by the fact that my grandma now lives with my family, meaning there are three people for two bedrooms. I'm currently camped out in the basement, but once the new bunk beds come in, my 22-year-old (also unemployed) sister and I will be sharing a room. Not exactly the way either of us planned to start our adult lives.
It's easy to feel like a failure in this situation. I'm trying hard to keep my head up, to move forward. It helps to know that I'm not alone - about 50% of my law school class graduated without a job. I just have to remember that eventually I'll find a job and will be working in a field that I enjoy and find fulfilling.
And really, my parents are awesome and funny, and in some ways it's nice to be back in a place where everyone appreciates me for who I am.
I do have to wonder, though, if this delayed adulthood thing is good in the long run. It's going to be years before I'm in a position to buy a house or start a family. The gap between my high school peers and me is huge - many of them are now married with kids, and I'm still living with my parents. I suppose it depends on how you measure success. I've had academic but not personal success, and my old classmates are the opposite. As to which is better for a stable society, I have no idea. A balance of both is clearly needed, but that possibility escapes me, at least for the time being.
My job search does have a necessary expiration date, though. I lose my health insurance when I turn 26, so that gives me until Halloween to find employment.
Moving back home is complicated by the fact that my grandma now lives with my family, meaning there are three people for two bedrooms. I'm currently camped out in the basement, but once the new bunk beds come in, my 22-year-old (also unemployed) sister and I will be sharing a room. Not exactly the way either of us planned to start our adult lives.
It's easy to feel like a failure in this situation. I'm trying hard to keep my head up, to move forward. It helps to know that I'm not alone - about 50% of my law school class graduated without a job. I just have to remember that eventually I'll find a job and will be working in a field that I enjoy and find fulfilling.
And really, my parents are awesome and funny, and in some ways it's nice to be back in a place where everyone appreciates me for who I am.
I do have to wonder, though, if this delayed adulthood thing is good in the long run. It's going to be years before I'm in a position to buy a house or start a family. The gap between my high school peers and me is huge - many of them are now married with kids, and I'm still living with my parents. I suppose it depends on how you measure success. I've had academic but not personal success, and my old classmates are the opposite. As to which is better for a stable society, I have no idea. A balance of both is clearly needed, but that possibility escapes me, at least for the time being.
My job search does have a necessary expiration date, though. I lose my health insurance when I turn 26, so that gives me until Halloween to find employment.
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Best of luck with the job hunt - I'm sure you'll be fine!
ReplyDeleteBtw, isn't living with your parents for a bit just good 'spend management'? ;-)
while i'm wishing you to find a great job asap, i do want to mention that there are many many countries on this planet where children live with their parents at the age of 25 and older. so... it isn't that bad, really;)
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