Adulting (Life after varsity)
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Anyway... Hey! It’s been a minute since I dropped a blog post. Two years, to be exact. Crazy how time flies when your life is falling apart—and no, that is not a cry for help ðŸ˜. I was reading my last post and honestly? It was so good! I don’t know why I haven’t been consistent on here.
Okay, maybe I do. In the year of my last post, I was in my final year of undergrad, going through a breakup, and juggling a lot. But still—I could’ve made time. So let’s call this a soft reboot. 💻
Quick life update:
I’m now a graduate (yay me 🥳) and have been a 9–5 girlie for a while. I’ve officially been in the real world for over a year, and whew… I have thoughts. Let me break it down:
1. Life after varsity is not what they said it would be.
Why did our parents make it seem like everything magically falls into place after graduation? I remember feeling SO relieved when I got my final results, thinking I could finally rest. But literally a day later, the anxiety of job hunting hit me like a truck.
No one told us that many people jump straight into Honours not just for the qualifications—but to delay the harsh realities of adulting 😩.
2. You need real discipline out here.
Varsity was structured—classes, deadlines, exams. But in the real world? No one’s checking in on you. No lecture to run to. No tutorial group to keep you accountable. You have to build your own structure or risk doom scrolling your days away (guilty).
3. Corporate life = high school with emails.
This needs a full blog post on its own, but let’s just say navigating office dynamics feels very familiar (if you know, you know 👀).
4. I’m 23—a 3-year-old adult.
And it feels like time is slipping away. I know I’m still young, but I feel so much pressure to do everything. Move out. Get an apartment. Save. Invest. Get promoted. Fall in love. Have one (1) baby before 30.
It’s wild. I know I’ve set big goals, and I do want to achieve them… but the pressure is real.
5. Relationships are harder now.
Friendships and romantic relationships both take way more intentional effort. In varsity, meeting people was easy—step out of res and boom, potential bestie or bae. Now? You need to plan friendships. Schedule calls. Put in the work.
And honestly, that’s been one of the toughest transitions.
6. Self-care is survival.
With work, studying, side hustles, figuring out what to cook, trying not to cry over bills, and keeping up with your mental health—it’s so easy to neglect you.
But taking care of yourself has to be a top priority now. Otherwise, life will stretch you so thin you won’t recognize yourself.
Honestly, I could go on and on about how chaotic and fast-paced this adulting life is… but I’d end up writing a whole book. For now, I’ll say this: staying positive, building small daily habits, and surrounding yourself with a supportive tribe really does make the difference.
This is just my experience—yours might look different. But if you’re in your 20s and navigating all this too, please leave a comment below. How’s adulting treating you?
Let’s catch up in the comments. 💬
Till next time…
Andi 💗
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