College is over.
Some of my friends are already started preparing for GATE. Some are studying for competitive exams. Some are waiting for their joining letters. Some have already started working and are stepping into the lives they worked so hard for.
And then there's me.
Every day I wake up with the same question:
"What am I supposed to do now?"
I keep thinking about the life I once dreamed of. The version of myself I was so sure I would become by now. And somehow, I feel farther from it than ever.
I scroll through LinkedIn and see everyone moving forward. Everyone seems to have a plan. A direction. A destination.
Meanwhile, I feel lost.
I keep questioning myself.
Was I not serious enough?
Did I waste too much time?
Was I lying to myself when I said I was working hard?
Did I make the wrong choices?
Am I simply not good enough for all of this?
These thoughts have become a part of my daily routine.
The hardest part isn't being unemployed.
The hardest part is watching everyone else move while feeling stuck in the same place.
It's looking around and feeling like everyone has figured life out except you.
But maybe that's not true.
Maybe there are more people like me, quietly struggling, questioning themselves, trying to find their path after college.
Maybe not having everything figured out at 22 isn't failure.
Maybe feeling lost is just a chapter, not the entire story.
I don't have all the answers right now.
I don't know exactly where I'll be a year from now.
But I know one thing:
I don't want this confusion to be the end of my story.
So tomorrow I'll wake up, learn something new, apply again, build again, try again.
And maybe one day, I'll look back at this version of myself and thank her for not giving up when everything felt uncertain.
For now, I'm just trying to keep going.
One day at a time.