Source: Apartment Therapy —
About ten years ago this month, I was in absolute misery — a ball of stress so tightly wound, you could have bounced me off a wall. College graduation was mere weeks away, and between preparing for finals, bittersweet farewells with friends embarking on post-graduate journeys, and job hunting, I was a complete wreck.
With very little practical direction, pending creative writing and sociology degrees, and a constant state of panic, I sent my resume to every seemingly viable entry-level position’s recruiter. Eventually, I landed at a very just-okay first job. Today, I’m thrilled with where I’ve ended up after a decade, but I wish I’d squashed some of that post-grad dread and planned a little more strategically, pursuing an entry-level job I truly wanted instead of accepting the first offer I received in the city I never left.
