So I’ve been living in Philly since August, and it has been an adventure. I had no friends here when I moved, I barely had any money and I wasn’t sure how grad school was going to treat me. It’s been an interesting start to a new chapter in my life.
I have come to realize I am a strong, independent woman. When I first graduated undergrad, I wasn’t sure who I was. I broke up with my long-term boyfriend that everyone thought I’d marry and I didn’t have friends back home from being so “in love” that I didn’t maintain my social network. I was lost. That was 3 years ago. Since then I have explored, I have been single, I have loved, I have made lasting friends and I’ve figured out what I want to do with my life. It’s a great feeling knowing who you are as a person. When I was surrounded by people and dependent on others, I was lost and unsure about myself. Now being here in a new city, I have realized that at 25 years old I know who I am and what I want. It’s a great feeling.
So here’s my suggestion: Be completely alone. Cry. Laugh. Explore. Do something that scares you. Be broke for a period. Find people who see how great you are. Don’t settle for something, just because you don’t think you deserve better. But most importantly, do things for yourself, not for the sake of others. In the end, Be Happy.
Adventures of a Wayfarer 