Are you a recent college graduate who’s back at home?
Are you two job rejections away from a complete breakdown?
Do you also worry about where you will be a year after graduation?
Well, join the club! And read my account of the same struggles so you may not feel as pathetic as I am! Or at least know you are not alone. This is more or less my way of keeping myself from losing my shit.
I’m 23 years old and I’m living at home, help.
My friends and I call ourselves losers because we’re back in our suburban bubble, “Crown Town,” with mom and dad. We like to stress about this fact, make fun of ourselves, all while trying to get the hell out. This is the space where I share all of those conversations and thoughts about the not-so-glamorous side of post grad life. I invite you to bask in our mediocrity.