Life after university

I’m trying not to be negative, but it is incredibly hard to remain positive when I’ve just received an email saying that I’ve been rejected from the thirtieth odd job that I’ve applied for. I’m angry, disheartened, frustrated and at a loose end. I just don’t know what to do anymore.

In my head, life after graduation was going to be great. I was going to have a job, a set routine and start living my independent adult life. Instead, my life so far has been as far from that fantasy as imaginable. I just don’t know where I’m going wrong? I went to a renowned university, studied a good course and graduated with good grades. So why am I finding it impossibly hard to find a job?

In an ideal world, I would love to work in the mental health sector, and incorporate yoga and meditation into the rehabilitation of individuals. But for me to even step foot in this workforce seems like an impossible ordeal. I am very aware that the UK is struggling to find enough employees to work within the mental health sector, yet here I am, a keen, willing and passionate young individual who is up for the job but remains unemployed.

I’ve just lost all my sense of confidence that has built up over my academic life. At school, college and university I has such a clear idea of what grounds I stood on and I could build and grow my confidence in academics. Now, that all seems redundant. That wasn’t the real world, and the real world has no idea about my capabilities. I just need someone to give me a chance so I can show them how hard I can and will work.

I thought my GCSEs were stressful, and then I started A Levels. I thought my A Levels were stressful, and then I started my degree. I thought my degree was stressful, and then I became a graduate. A scary pattern of events but nonetheless true. I feel like I’ve lost myself since graduating this summer, and I’m struggling to find my way back.

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It is bloody hard to remain positive and not be beaten down by another rejection, but I am having to constantly remind myself that good things will come from all of this, eventually. Especially because the future holds my 200 hour Yoga Teacher Training course in February and I am so excited to embark on that journey. It is exactly what I should be doing, and honestly it could not come sooner.

So, who knows what the next couple of months will bring. Stress? Without a doubt. A loss of confidence? Already there. Anxiety? You bet.

But I’m not going to let those temporary emotions get the better of me and instead I’m going to keep on pushing and working to get a job whilst keeping up my yoga practice and excitement for my future adventure. I’m trying to take each day as it comes, in the most positive way I can and not be too hard on myself when the rest of the (working) world puts me down. Self-love and regaining my confidence is what is going to get me through these hard times and I can’t wait to begin my life.

Namaste.