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It’s funny how quickly things can change. A little over a year ago I was working at a shitty retail job, stressing about my impending final college semester and spending hours on Tinder talking to guys in hopes that they could distract me from how much I hated my life.
Today I was in Paris, drinking wine and seeing the sights. Tonight I’m in London with my awesome job to work out of our HQ for a week. Next week I’m flying to Scotland and then Ireland and then Spain with my best friend.
In three weeks I fly back home to an apartment I share with my boyfriend and our two dogs. We’ll begin prepping to move into our first house on the 15th. Well get into hilarious arguments about the decor and then we’ll fall asleep in a mess of tangled limbs and whispered “I love you’s”.
A year ago I was anxious and depressed desperate to have a life where I didn’t dread waking up. A year ago I was often tempted to put an end to it all.
Today I’m in London, watching the love of my life play with our dogs via an iPhone screen and I can’t help but marvel at how dramatically different my life is today.
The point? Don’t give up. Things do get better and you’re going to want to stick around to see them.
I’m honestly happy for you and this does inspire me to be optimistic, but I have to ask, what the fuck kind of awesome job did you get straight out of college that means you can vacation around Europe? I’m at the other extreme, 9 years out of college and self-employed, never had a wage job, still not earning enough to even have to pay back my loan yet. I love my boyf but we row a lot because of the stress of working long hours and rarely earning enough money for the rent. Hopefully I can get back to you a year from now with tales of how I finally got out of debt and can afford vacations and decorating. I’ll be 35
It’s a sales job for a digital marketing company based out of London. I got super fucking lucky. Like, so lucky. Austin also has an incredible job market!





