The headaches never really stopped. I went to see Dr. Flintstone yesterday. His name isn't really Dr. Flintstone, but he has a Yabba-Dabba-Doo vibe about him and his real name is hard to pronounce. It's not meant to be an insulting nickname - I think Fred Flintstone is totally cool.But anyway, I told Dr. Flintstone all about the headaches that wouldn't stop and the weird migraine meds the creep at urgent care put me on. And Dr. Flintstone just looks at me and asks if I'm been stressed out lately.
"Technically, I'm not supposed to be stressed at all," I say. "I mean, I just graduated from college-"
"Hold it right there," he says. "That's one of the most stressful things you can do in your life!"
"Yeah, I guess it is," I say, nodding in agreement.
"And lemme guess - you're unemployed and don't know what you're doing and can't find a job in this miserable economy?"
"Yeah, something like that."
"That explains everything."
He perscribes some stuff for tension headaches and tells me that the best thing I can do right now is leave the country. He asks what I got my degree in. I always dread telling people with practical careers that I majored in film, but Dr. Flintstone reacted differently than I expected.
"You definitely need to leave the country if you have a film degree!" he says, his Flintstone-esque face glowing with enthusiasm. "There are so many stories out there in the world that aren't being told over here. You need to go experience them and bring them back."
I still had a headache when I left the doctor's office, but I felt slightly better about my life.
Steve came over last night and we talked about going on some grand adventure together. More on that later...
People look at me like I have 2 heads when I say I have a degree in Professional Writing - that or they wonder why I work at a coffee shop.
ReplyDeleteI get tension headaches too - life after university was tough on me (still is).
Good luck with your adventures!
I think that's what I need as well... to leave the country and take time to discover life.
ReplyDeleteMy plan is in a couple years, once all my debts are paid off and I've saved a decent amount of money, to go see my best friend in South Africa and live there with her a while.
I stress out all the time, not just for the reason that I don't know where I'm going, but because I can't seem to figure out who I am. I'm stuck, with walls closing in on all sides, and being held to expectations that I can't seem to live up to.
It's one of the reasons why I think many indigenous cultures have traditions where once a child hits a certain age, they go on a journey alone, in which they have to overcome life and find their way back. In our society, I think we're almost babied too much, in the sense that many of us don't get that opportunity to disappear in an unfamiliar place in order to find ourselves as adults.
Thanks so much for your comments you two. It's good to know I'm not alone in this post-college frustration.
ReplyDeleteThat headache? I kind of still have it. I can't tell if it's the post-college factor or if it's just life. I think it's just life.
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