Dear
Freshman Year—
To
think that this year is complete in only a few short days blows my mind. It
feels like just last week my parents were dropping me off and hugging me
goodbye as tears streamed down my face. Before they drove the five hours’ home,
without me, my mom made sure my room was completed to perfection. She perfectly
organized my clothes in color order and made my bed with my sheets perfectly
peeking out the top of my plush comforter. To think now, this very moment, I am
dreading the day that my are coming parents to pick me up, and untuck my
sheets, and take down all my decorations in my dorm seriously depresses me.
Tears roll down my cheeks every time I think about leaving my new, favorable
home of choice (even though I do miss my dogs). The people I have met and the
dynamic of my life here made me happier than I could ever imagine. I was so
scared to come to school, not knowing a soul and knowing my history with my
anxiety disorder. The thought of leaving my high school friends and my neighbors
really set off my anxiety. I was having severe separation anxiety with my
closest friends and family members. To now have separation anxiety from my new
friends who I consider my new family is something that I never would have
imagined myself feeling. These people are the ones who I see every day and
basically live with. The people who I surround myself with have basically moved
themselves into my dorm room even though they only live a floor or two above
me. The amount of time I have spent with them has been a blessing and a curse.
For the most part we all get along but when you live with 6 boys the mess gets
old sometimes. People who don’t go to this school don’t understand how lucky I
am to have picked this exact dorm. I was so lucky that the school only allowed
freshman to be placed into random room assignments and placed with a random
girl who is now my now closest friend, more like the slightly older sister I
always wanted. Living in this dorm has led me to opportunities and friendships
that have changed my life. Meeting Sarah (my roommate) was the greatest thing for me being a
lonely freshman who was not comfortable in her own shoes let alone this whole
new world she had just set foot in. She led me to meeting my other best friends. I never would have pictured myself
changing from this girly girl in high school being to a girl who is so
different now and likes so many different things. The last word I would use to
describe myself now is girly. I was able to push myself with the help of this
good friend. I am so saddened to realize that nothing will truly be the same once we all
move out of this building and losing a few of my favorite people in my life. Its sad. But we have to continue the journey and only make more and newer
memories. Even when I thought I did not want to go to college I am so glad I
did. I am so glad I came to this school and met the people who changed my life.