I wasn't sure where I belonged when I was in PA. I finally came to the conclusion that I didn't fit in there and it was time to move on. Literally. Now, in my new home, I'm not sure I fit in here either. Most of the people are friendly and welcoming but I still feel like an outsider. Maybe it's me, maybe I'm over-thinking it, but maybe it's that I don't fit in here either.
I'm worried about the upcoming years- succeeding, college, medical school (hopefully), where I'm going to live, where I'm going to go to school, how to pay for school, how to get in to medical school, how to pay for it...
I need someone to tell me that it's all going to work out and that it is normal for me to be worried and stressed out about these kinds of things. I need someone to tell me that they will love me even when everything falls apart, and I need to hear that someone has my back, because right now, it feels as if I'm in an ocean full of people who seem to know where they're swimming to and I'm only treading water, watching as they swim away.
And yeah, I know what you're thinking- I'm just another one of those basic, confused, indecisive college students who will figure it out eventually. But I'm not and I don't know how to figure it out and I know I definitely don't have much time to.
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