this year my roommate was raped, my best fried threatened and attempted suicide, i got the worst grades of my life, i watched the people around me struggle with insecurity and death, i fell in and out of love, i made and lost friends, and throughout all of it i believe i am stronger. i became the rock, the matriarch of my friends. and thats tough sometimes, to bear all that weight, but i think it has taught me more about myself, relationships, and what’s important than anything else that I have ever been through. coming to this new place has been awful, terrifying, beautiful, and sobering all at the same time. every day i think i made the wrong choice and the right choice. i don’t know what i think, really. all i know is that i’m taking it day by day and trying to embrace the lessons this place and these people are supposed to teach me