College. Whenever I was younger this word terrified me. This word means going away from home and experiencing life without your parents..
Today was my first day moved in to the beautiful campus of High Point University, and tbh it is one of the best days I’ve had in a long time.
My roommate and I actually get along really well, my boyfriend is going to the same school, and I can just tell this campus is going to mean a lot to me.
It’s honestly been a great day, but as I lay here in my bed awaiting sleep I cannot help but cry. I’m sad because I miss my parents and I am scared of what is to come.
I’m so happy in my relationship and I’m terrified something is going to mess it up. I’m so happy with my life right now, and I’m scared that my grades are going to be less that ideal and I’m going to want to go home. I’m scared that I’ll get too stressed and want to quit..
I know it’s part of the transition that everyone feels, but it stinks.
All in all, great first day and I hope there are many more.