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I can't describe how it felt this last weekend in Tampa. I only spent a night over there...but something hit me the morning that we were leaving to come back home. I started to get that feeling I had all last semester. It's a wierd mix of emotions, and I don't really know how to deal with it. This sort of scared-overwhelmed-alone feeling. And I know there's really nothing I have to be afraid of. And I know that everything will work out, so why be overwhelmed? And I know I'm not alone, I've made some really great friends. So why do I feel this way? I don't understand it. But I really hate it.
Something just doesn't feel right. And it's starting to effect me in other ways, and in relationships.
This is so wierd, I don't know.
Something just doesn't feel right. And it's starting to effect me in other ways, and in relationships.
This is so wierd, I don't know.