Today marks the first day of my final semester in college. It’s hard to believe, when I reflect back on all that has happened over the past two years, that I actually made it to this point. There were so many times, especially at the beginning of this school year, when I did not believe in myself and I thought that persevering through my senior year was an impossible feat. Somehow, though, I garnered strength, which I didn’t know I had and I came out on top. Yes, there were setbacks and my journey was/is by no means a perfect one. I’m human, and not only that, but I’m a sensitive and overthinking one, so I did face quite a few hurdles that forced me to reevaluate what I want in my recovery as well as who I want to be as an individual. I may not have it all figured out yet… I mean every time someone asks me what my plans are for after graduation I cringe a little and simply respond, “I just need to make it through this semester than I will focus on life post college…” but regardless of these uncertainties I am continuing my fight and open to the unknown of this final semester. My goal for this semester is not to get straight A’s (even though that would be awesome haha), but it is to better understand myself  and become comfortable in my own skin. Wish me luck!

So cheers to all the adventures that are to come and also to being a stronger, more confident/secure, carefree, and happy young woman.