In a lot of ways, college turns our lives into a mess of contradictions.
Home is both your childhood house and the new place you sleep at night. You say, “home” in front of your parents and friends, always meaning the place you’re not. Your friendships are changing – not just who you are friends with, but what those relationships look like as you become older and taller and different. Some grow with you. Some don’t. Some arrive when you least expect them. Sometimes even what you thought your future looked like changes, shedding old dreams, finding new ones, or discovering you just don’t know.
Youāre an adult in some ways, but not at all ready in many, many others (otherwise why would a book called Adulting: How to Become a Grown-up in in 468 Easy(ish) Steps be a New York Times bestseller?).
In Aziz Ansariās own book Modern Romance, he discusses how this āyoung adultā phase is a fairly recent phenomenon. Many girls went to college just to find a husband, then settled down immediately after, or even during; thankfully, now our collegiate careers serve as a launchpad for any future we want. But as a result, we have uncharted territory, a new life stage for us to enact that didnāt used to be there.
Weāre in limbo, which Google defines as, āan intermediate state.ā We are in between.
So many choices, so many rules. Freedom* with an asterisk (quiet hours, prerequisite classes, the fact that weāre all a little broke). Itās easy to feel off balance. Or stuck.
Itās also easy to just wish it was over. Sure, the first few months of freshman year are a heady introduction to parent-free (or at least parent-reduced) living, but then you start moving past intro classes and watching your GPA. We work so hard to get into a good school, and then work harder than ever for grades we would have gotten with half the effort just a few years ago. There are endless internship interviews and late nights and paper cups of drip coffee. We know itās worth it in the end, but the idea of skipping straight to the end seems pretty appealing.
Itās so close. Weāre so close.
āIād leave right now,ā my friend said recently. āIf I knew I could get a job, Iād drop out right now.ā Heās tired of classes. He wants the real world. Heās not the only one.
Itās not always that obvious. Even if you love college, sometimes itās as subtle as spending your now daydreaming about later, inhabiting this imaginary future youāre working so hard for. But you canāt spend your life waiting to be grown-up. These four years are not a waiting game, and right now is not an obstacle before a Ā better, older, more confident or accomplished or ātogetherā you.
Youāre in transition now. We all are. But itās still part of your story. This time is limited. Use it to test your wings knowing a safety net is below you; value your superhuman ability to survive on limited sleep. Embrace uncertainty. Acknowledge your youth, and enjoy the journey to your destination, whatever it may be, whenever you may arrive.
So what might seem like living in limbo is, in fact, just living.