I came to college thinking that the life I left behind, were nothing but a pile of boxes.  I left without so much of a thought as to what my future may be…and I left with excitement, joy, and terror that…that it saddens me to look at myself now and feel this way.  It’s a tidal of emotions that’s swarming over me….REGRET.  I don’t want to look back and feel this way, but I do.  I miss that girl, that little girl who was so excited to be independent.  To have the weight of the world on her shoulders and never ever flinch.  Where did she go?  Where did she flee?  I’ve been constantly trying to fight.  Fight for that little who’s been clawing her way out, but reality has been so much of a fact….that the girl I once used to be is scared easily.

I need to get back to where I used to be.  I need to free myself of the worries that I’ve constantly been faced with.  I don’t need someone to tell me it’s going to be okay, I just need me.