The word “adult” has a different meaning for everyone. For some, a child becomes an adult on their 18th birthday. For others, it’s when they’ve moved out of their parent’s house to go to college or start a job.
For me, being an “adult” means finally living for myself.
By many people’s standards, I’ve been an adult for 5 years. But up until 4 months ago when I graduated college, I was not my own motivation for success.
Good grades to please my parents. Extracurriculars, sports, volunteering in high school to get into college. Rinse and repeat for the next four years to get an internship — and again to get a job.
I’m not complaining. I’m grateful I had the opportunity to go to college, and I liked having goals to work toward. But these goals made me forget what was most important. Grades, internships, jobs, recognition — these were my motivating factors for success.
Now that I’m out of this cycle and on my own, the person I want to succeed most for is me.
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