r/UPenn • u/Electrical-Weird-859 • 5m ago
Mental Health Looking for advice as a Grad student at Penn
I saw a post recently about a junior who was feeling down, and it made me think about how different our experiences at Penn have been. I think the biggest difference is that I came here as a grad student, while she came here as an undergrad.
I graduated from another university after four years, when I was 22. My parents encouraged me to apply to Penn, and I got accepted into the graduate program. Honestly, one of the main reasons I applied was because of my older cousin. He went to Penn through the M&T program, was in a frat, and seemed like one of those popular kids who had the perfect college experience. I was only 10 when I last visited Penn, around 2014, but I still remembered how great everything seemed. I think a part of me hoped I'd get to experience that for myself someday.
I didn't apply to Penn for undergrad because my family couldn't afford it after putting two other kids through college. By the time I applied to grad school, that wasn't really an issue anymore. So when I got accepted, I was genuinely excited.
Now I'm 23, I've been here for a year, and I have only one year left before I graduate.
And honestly, I haven't made a single real friend.
I came here thinking I'd find my people, build meaningful connections, and make friendships that would last a lifetime. Instead, I've spent most of my time feeling like I don't belong. A lot of people here come across as rich, pretentious, and difficult to connect with. Maybe some of that is my own insecurity talking, but I've found myself becoming more withdrawn over time.
I'm scared to put myself out there, so I just keep my head down, sit in the library, do my homework, go to class, and walk around campus alone. Sometimes I see people having fun, going to parties, and hanging out with their friends, and I wonder why I can't seem to have that for myself. At the same time, I feel like I'm too old to be chasing the typical college party experience as a grad student.
I know there's nothing wrong with being alone, and I genuinely believe you should be comfortable with your own company. But sometimes, it just sucks. I wish I had someone to grab food with, go on a walk with, or talk to about absolutely nothing. I want those little moments that make life feel less lonely.
The thought of graduating in a year without having experienced any of that makes me sad. I feel like I'll leave Penn with nothing to remember outside the classroom. And the worst part is that this isn't even new for me. I did the same thing during undergrad at my old university. I graduated without making many lasting friendships, and I came to Penn hoping things would finally be different.
Most people in my program are older than me, although there are a couple of other 23-year-olds. I still feel like I don't really know how to connect with people. I'm just a guy who doom scrolls reels all day inside my apartment. I tried reaching out to someone recently, hoping we could become friends, but he seemed more interested in spending time with his family, which I completely understand. Still, it left me wondering if I'm ever going to find my people here.
I've never dated anyone, either. I don't use dating apps because I don't feel attractive enough to put myself out there. Seeing other guys approach girls and get rejected makes me even more hesitant. I know rejection is a normal part of life, but when your confidence is already low, it's hard to convince yourself to take that risk.
I've tried looking into grad student clubs and other ways to meet people, but nothing has really clicked. I know people will say to put yourself out there, join clubs, and talk to more people. But it's not as easy as it sounds when you're already struggling with confidence and feel like everyone else has their own circle.
Honestly, I wanted to drop out during my first year because I missed my parents so much. Being so far away from home was harder than I expected, and I begged them to let me leave. But they kept bringing up the Penn name and what a great opportunity this was. I understand that they want what's best for me, but as an Asian kid, the pressure to live up to a prestigious university's name can be exhausting. Sometimes it feels like the name on my degree matters more than whether I'm actually happy.
Now I'm struggling with my grades, my mental health, my social life, and the fact that I've never even been in a relationship. I feel like I'm disappointing my parents in every way that matters to them. A lot of people's parents migrated here to give them a better life, and I barely gave my parents anything to be proud of me.
I know I'm only 23, and I know I have my whole life ahead of me. People always say there's no timeline for making friends or finding love, and I understand that logically. But emotionally, it's hard not to feel like I'm running out of time to experience the things I thought I'd experience in college.
Sometimes I just want to say fuck it to everything, leave, and disappear somewhere on an island where nobody can find me. Somewhere I don't have to worry about grades, expectations, or whether I'm good enough. I'm tired of feeling like I'm constantly falling short.
I guess I just wish things had turned out differently. I wish I'd made friends, had the courage to put myself out there, I wish I was handsome & tall, and experienced what it's like to have someone romantically interested in me. I wish I could stop measuring my worth by whether I'm living up to my parents' expectations but that trauma is still there.
More than anything, I don't want to graduate from Penn with another degree and the same loneliness I had during undergrad. I don't want to look back years from now and feel like I spent my entire time studying, going to class, and being alone.