MY 22

One of my favorite things about myself was how carefree I was but it is “was"

For a 22-year-old girl, graduation is genuinely a crisis that has shattered my confidence, made me doubt everything that I once held dear, and caused a small earthquake in my pride. Even if it appears to be as terrible as it is, I do earn a painful but valuable lesson about my limitations.
As we begin a new year, I want to remind myself in the same way that my father has always whispered to me, "Live in the now but strive for the future. Put the past in the back."

A book recommended to me is definitely "Little Women". I devote this to myself with a longing for a better version of myself.  It is not easy to stare in the mirror and see my dark and embarrassing sides. Little Women is a book that reflects some of my scary aspects.

  • Meg: the eldest girl → I see my yearning for self-proving and emptiness for the next step. In my twenties, the period of graduating traumatizes and makes me question my life. All the questions trigger my self-doubt which is nagging and hunting every single day.

  • Jo: the mischievous girl → Her constant mistake-making reminds me of all my embarrassing moments. During my university, “fake it until you make it" was constantly echoed in my head, and my bravery led me to do something beyond my ability. However, most of my attempts ended up in embarrassment, which begged me the question if I should try one more time.

  • Army: the childest girl → Being a teacher makes me feel my childest aspect is shameful. The question “live true to my age" is so ambiguous. The fact of knowing what should do and what shouldn't has never been so hard.

  • Beth: the kind-hearted girl → She reminds me that I should feel grateful for all my relationships with those who silently stand up for me and always give me a hand when I face any adversities.

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