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When I graduated from NYU, I thought I'd easily land a job. Instead, I've had 6 unpaid internships, and my father financially supports me.

When I graduated from NYU, I thought I'd easily land a job. Instead, I've had 6 unpaid internships, and my father financially supports me.
The author (not pictured) is a recent grad who relies on her father.svetikd/Getty ImagesWhen I graduated from New York University with two degrees, I thought I'd land a job quickly.But a few years out, I'm still unemployed and only worked multiple unpaid internships.Thankfully, my father financially supports me and my life in New York City.I graduated from New York University twice. The first time was when I earned my bachelor's degree in 2023; the second was when I completed my master's the following year.I enrolled at NYU because I thought attending a prestigious institution would secure me a job or give me a leg up in the job application process. I could not have been more wrong.As a writer, I'm still struggling to find a full-time job that pays the bills. In the meantime, I'm relying on my father for financial support.The job search has caused me a lot of stressAfter graduating with our bachelor's, many of my friends dove into the workforce; however, I was determined to get a master's to add an extra pizazz to my résumé. I wanted to earn an additional qualification in the hopes that if I landed an interview, I could negotiate a higher salary due to the further degree. But it hasn't helped.I dedicated time to a rigorous program and still do not have a stable freelance or salary position. It's draining and beginning to weigh on me mentally. My anxiety is starting to pace up and down the corridors in my head. I can't help but judge myself.I look at my friends who are accomplishing big things in their careers, and I feel left behind. I have a budding sense that I'm not good enough and lack a significant part of emerging adulthood.While I am exceedingly proud of my friends and forever will cheer them on, my inner child mumbles, "What about me?"Thankfully, my father helps me financiallyWhile I persist in my career search, my father financially supports me — a fact I am eternally grateful for and quite embarrassed about. He pays for my New York City rent, which is no small price.When I tell people, "I'm a writer," there are a few generated responses. While individuals find it remarkable, the question of "How can you live in Manhattan then?" eventually comes around.It's awkward to say my father supports me when I am almost in my mid-20s, but I would rather be embarrassed and pursue the career I want than be miserable in a job I loathe.My father raised me to be an avid reader and to appreciate the arts. He became my champion when I expressed my dream of being a successful writer. Thankfully, he hasn't given up on me even though I haven't figured out the "success" part yet.Internships will not pay my billsSince receiving my master's, I have done seven unpaid internships at well-known fashion and culture magazines, dedicating hours to pitch meetings, drafting, editing, and creating articles that live on their websites. These bylines have been a fantastic feat to accomplish.However, the trade-off, which seems somewhat fair, is also murky. I don't get paid. While I understand that unpaid internships are the norm within the editorial and fashion industry, I can't pretend it doesn't ruffle my feathers. Yes, I am getting something out of it, but the morality of asking someone to work for free is complicated.Thankfully, I am in a position to do that because of my generational wealth. However, my financial reality is not the norm.For now, I will keep pursuing my dreams of being a writer and hopefully be able to support myself sometime soon.Read the original article on Business Insider

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