As we all settle back into our home lives, many of us have learned to appreciate the lives we had back on campus. From the freedom of having a room away from home to the absence of curfews, there are many things that we may all take for granted. In my experience back home, I have realized that being back home after a year in college does not feel the same as before.
Though I was initially excited to escape the trials of final’s week and the struggle of keeping a decent gpa, I now find myself missing the work I once abhorred. While I often spent late nights in the library, at least I had friends to share my pain with. Being at home, I may go out a few times a week, but it is nothing in comparison to the daily events of campus life. It is especially difficult considering the restriction of living in my parent’s home, despite gaining adult living tendencies.
When I first arrived back home, I was excited to see my family after the many months away. The first week or so was great, but I soon realized that they were used to restricting me in the same way they did in high school. Unfortunately, I was not quite ready to get back into this routine. This situation quickly proved the old adage to be true, absence truly makes the heart grow fonder. Being around my family all day, every day is not always peaches and cream. At least on campus, I was able to leave my room as often as I want. I could go to many different places on campus to find a place to chill, even away from my room. Here at home, I’m in a suburban area of the city, with limited transportation. This definitely can lead to a sense of isolation, so I’ve learned to maneuver my social plans accordingly. I do my best to schedule events throughout the week to hang out with my friends and go out around the city.
One other issue I faced in being back home is how familiar everything is. Compared to Atlanta where many things felt new, here I am very used to the amenities of my city. I’ve begun to feel like I already know all the cool restaurants and pretty parks. My previous hang out spots just felt old and dated. I often find myself asking friends that go to school in the city what’s happening around town, but unfortunately it’s hard to find free options for fun in the city. Rather than letting myself get defeated with these less than stellar options, I’ve made myself more open to exploring other corners of the city. Even though it may mean a farther drive, at least I can escape the monotony.
At this point, there’s still three more months to go. By looking for jobs, finding volunteer opportunities, and socializing as much as possible, I’ve been able to keep myself preoccupied despite the oppressive constraints. It’s still a bit difficult being away from the friends and life that I’ve built in Atlanta, but I’m able to push through and make the most of what I’ve got. For all my fellow hometown languishers, do your best to leave home as much as possible and look forward to August!
