Sept. 9, 2018
Okay, so now I am a sophomore at *** after transferring from community college after one year. I have 3 suitemates; M from Wisconsin, S from Texas and, K from California. At first you know it was really (not awkward) but we were kind of distant because we didnāt know each other. After two weeks of living together we have gotten pretty close. We often hang out with each other at the end of the night and listen to music K likes.Ā
So, this weekend I came home for Labor day Mum is having a BBQ/cookout. When I told my roommate K she kept saying like how is she going to sleep without me, and what is she going to do without me. After being with them for two weeks I realize that they are just teenagers fresh out of high school. I feel bad for them being so far away from family so I try to be extra supportive and relatable to make them feel comfortable.Ā
Now Iām going to talk about the sudden entry in this journal in particular as opposed to the others. I feel that past entries are full of my raw emotions in my worst days and not because I was full of teenage angst but because I was depressed. It was not until P*** died that I talked to M** about how I was actually feeling. Iām currently taking Prozac to cope and it helps but I believe that most of it is in my head. And Iām at peace with that now. Iām really tired of writing so Iām going to leave tomorrow. Bye.Ā


















