That Limbo they called May
The end of college was what it was...a closure to 4 full years of growth on a variety of levels. I am becoming more of a man than I gave myself credit for. Soon enough I will get what I've always wanted, the prospect of being free to do what I want to do. There is no more, "next stage" unlike many of my friends who are still in the process of becoming, doctors, lawyers, teachers...I've gotten a head start on the real world and am beginning to taste it. It's good...real good.
So I'm wavering over whether I should highlight my four years, but I've come to the conclusion that all that needs to be said, had been said by the me at that time. To overwrite history based on presentism is a no-no in my major. I felt pain, I endured loss, I may have even lost my innocence back then. I'm glad I sought help. Looking back on it all, what really clinched it was my meeting with Dori the other week. The psychic was right after all. She truly pulled the four years together and made me realize that I had passed life's test for my early 20s. I made it.
I have more resolve and more optimism about things than I had ever had before. I understand people and emotions far more than my parents can comprehend at this point, and I've probably surpassed my brother in EQ. I am becoming the person I always wanted to be, and am healing my earlier wounds. Therapy helped also.
So now I'm at yet another stop on my journey. I'm gonna be in PA. Interactive Marketing is what my field of work will be for the next 8 months, and as the credits have been rolling ever since I handed in my last paper, life has been bittersweet.
So I'm wavering over whether I should highlight my four years, but I've come to the conclusion that all that needs to be said, had been said by the me at that time. To overwrite history based on presentism is a no-no in my major. I felt pain, I endured loss, I may have even lost my innocence back then. I'm glad I sought help. Looking back on it all, what really clinched it was my meeting with Dori the other week. The psychic was right after all. She truly pulled the four years together and made me realize that I had passed life's test for my early 20s. I made it.
I have more resolve and more optimism about things than I had ever had before. I understand people and emotions far more than my parents can comprehend at this point, and I've probably surpassed my brother in EQ. I am becoming the person I always wanted to be, and am healing my earlier wounds. Therapy helped also.
So now I'm at yet another stop on my journey. I'm gonna be in PA. Interactive Marketing is what my field of work will be for the next 8 months, and as the credits have been rolling ever since I handed in my last paper, life has been bittersweet.