Graduations, Commemorations, Celebrations, Affirmations, Insouciance. TW: vague mention of trauma Lately, all I’ve been seeing on my LinkedIn (I know, corporate eye-roll – I’m on the job hunt, let me at it) is a peppering of celebratory posts about new positions and posts like “after 1.5 years I finally got to graduate!”. I swear it seems to be a constant feed of that silly little emoji-style animation and the confetti cannon that accompanies all “new position” posts and photos of caps in flight and gowns galore. This sounds like the beginning of a very sour and spiteful post, but I promise it’s not. Today marks the day that my formal graduation ceremony was scheduled. I’m not there. Today I am collecting my job seekers allowance and attending my morning appointment with my career guidance counsellor. After this, I will visit my local coffee shop, say hi to my housemate who works there and the guys behind the bar, and start my final preparations for an interview and pr...
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