1. You are the office's physical embodiment of what "the kids are doing these days."
With that responsibility comes questions. So many questions. "What even is the point of Snapchat if it disappears all of a sudden?"
2. You spent your entire sweldo already, so this brunch is going on a credit card.
You're not so broke that you can't have brunch with Gianna and Jill every other weekend, but you're basically broke. In fact, you use bottomless brunch as an opportunity to commiserate about how broke you are. "I have no money. I deserve eggs benedict, dammit."
3. You're just not that into Donna anymore.
Whether it hits you as you're sobering up from the fourth club of the night or while you're at dinner with Donna Who Only Talks About Herself, you'll realize that there are some friends you're just done with. You don't have to justify it or stress about whatifshewillbemadatmeforever?
4. Four of your friends are married.
Six of them got engaged yesterday and at least one of them is pregnant. And so begins the quarter-life crisis.
5. FOMO still plagues you.
Someone once told you that this shit didn't exist after college. That's a joke because of a thing called Instagram. Anyway, just know that your wine and bed party is way more fun than all the other parties.
6. You have to consider professionalism when shopping.
It's not that those little Forever 21 sliver-skirts that scream "gRinD aLL uP oN Me!!" aren't work-appropriate, but you could also buy a cardigan and a bottle of cheap wine with that money. This is your life now.
7. The gym is somewhere on your to-do list between "buy a car" and "think deeply about the future."
Why should it be any higher than that? You deserve cupcakes and alcohol for the 20 hours a day you work, you tell yourself as a few gym-less months go by.
8. You feel like you are living three lives.
You go to work. You are social with other humans your age afterward. Also, you have to clean your toilet and take the trash out sometimes. You have to wake up and go to work again the next day! It is exhausting and you are exhausted. Yet you are Millennial. You YOLO onward.
This article originally appeared on Cosmopolitan.com. Minor edits have been made by the Cosmo.ph editors.