So today I went to university
And I’m not even a student. I got accepted and decided on a gap year because there were some personal stuff I was dealing with. Going into something that determines the rest of my life with something affecting my mental health just did not feel like a wise thing to do. My parents didn’t and still don’t approve. Neither do the rest of my family. So today I went to the university I want to attend because I’m actually tutoring these high schoolers and the school had arranged a tour around campus and an actual lecture. I felt at home. I felt as if I would absolutely fit in. I smiled at people, I roamed through the different buildings, imagining how I wouls sit there or study there and laugh with the new friends I would make. I saw myself strolling over the campus with a spring breeze through my hair and stomping to a lecture in the cold, cold snow. I saw the five years ahead of me. I saw my future.
And it never felt this good.