Grasping
On the eve of my last day here for the rest of the year, I keep thinking about my life. Over the summer and even this semester I went through so much. And I always thought I was so mature...that I knew so much. Honestly, I don't. There are people out there with babies and husbands my age. I don't know anything...at all. I didn't even know enough to stop letting someone in who only wanted to break my heart. A year ago I wouldn't have thought I would be here. My friends are chasing their dreams, falling in love, living the wonderful college life. I feel that I am stuck in this place. I don't know how to describe it. It has it's good and bad moments. But mainly bad. No matter how much I try, I can't escape this place or feeling or whatever it is. I believe that winter break will clear up some things for me. Being with my family always does. And I have faith that next year I will make the changes to get back to that place I want to be.