you’re okay
he’s not chasing you any longer
then tell me why can i
feel him breathing down my neck
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you’re okay
he’s not chasing you any longer
then tell me why can i
feel him breathing down my neck
i am safe
i am no longer in any danger
then why am I so afraid
that if i don’t keep going I’ll be
back in violence
So.
There’s this thing called graduate school.
Long story short: I pursued an MA in Counseling Psychology until I didn’t. Then I dropped out.
Another way to phrase this could be, “transfer” or “post-pone” but I enjoy calling things as they are: I seriously dropped the fuck out of grad school.
This means I’m a college drop out. Maybe for the first time in my life, I am embracing the mess and moving on.
Perhaps I want to pursue an MSW, as if I actually know what I want to do for the rest of my life. (Oh yeah, did I mention prior to dropping out, I had my life “figured out” since I was 14??? Now everyone collectively laugh.)
I don’t fucking know and I’m okay with that for now. I am quite the passionate person (shocker for those who know me - hope you were sitting down), so I have many ideas of where to go. Instead of having one goal dictate my every decision, I am now going to try making decisions and seeing where they lead me. Something about “being present” or “enjoying the moment” or “taking it day by day” - again, I don’t really know.
My life is a mess, just like every other 20-something.
Welcome to the blogging world of the messy life of a grad school drop out.