The hardest part about graduating has been that none of my friends are on the same page as me. Because I graduated a semester early, none of them get what I'm going through. They have an impression that I don't do much all day, (yes some days this is true) and that I'm always available for spontaneous beach days and late night drinks at their leisure. They get annoyed when they ask my spring break plans and I remind them that HELLO there is NO spring break after college! Very few people understand my current emotions and many people think I'm overreacting with my worries, fears, and anxieties. Where I am now is nowhere near where I expected to be. My plans have gone completely off course and my friendships have drastically changed. I've struggled to find people who I can connect with emotionally and physically. The only person who truly gets it is the person who was in my shoes six months ago, my boyfriend, James, and for that I'm truly grateful.
I guess this is all part of growing up.