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I Don't Know What the F*** I'm Doing

Sometimes I feel like, in the simplest terms, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. And I know that I'm not alone, because everywhere I turn I'm faced with other twenty-somethings who are also proclaiming "what the fuckk?!" (Try saying that again in a sing-songy voice. It's more effective.) I've come to the conclusion that this is just a confusing time. I'm graduating from college in a month, I'm applying to jobs like an insane person, so many, I might add, that when I get a call from someone telling me that they "saw that I recently submitted my resume online," I have to stop myself from saying, "Really, because I'm pretty sure I've never heard of your company in my life." I'm in the awkward "I want to move out but I don't know if I'm ready and can I really afford this right now?" phase, and to top it all off, I have this damn blog that now feels more like a hamster that I just had to have 3 weeks ago, and now can barely remember to feed in the morning. Don't get me wrong; I love it, It's just so damn needy and I don't have the energy for that right now. So what do I do? What do you do? What do you do when you don't know what the fuck you're doing? Do you meditate, cry, take a nap, watch Corgi videos? I would try to write a conclusion sentence, but keeping with the theme of this post... no.