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Hi this is very random but I needed a place to rant! So I work at my university as a resident assistant and I’m supposed to return to school in August for work and class. Anyway I’m very anxious about going back to living in a building with so many people because of corona. I really want to move off campus but it’s very expensive and I can’t afford it on my own. I’m also stressed because my bunny franklin is supposed to go to school with me as an ESA and I’m nervous he won’t get approved. Anyway I guess that purpose of this is to say that I’m very anxious and I feel kinda helpless right now so yeah.

I officially have 13 days to decide if I’m living on campus or getting an apartment :/ umm I never realized how expensive apartments are until now but putting out good vibes that I find one

Life update: I have officially signed a lease for an apartment! Now I’m in the middle of a very stressful car search that’s turning out to be more difficult that anticipated

Hi this is very random but I needed a place to rant! So I work at my university as a resident assistant and I’m supposed to return to school in August for work and class. Anyway I’m very anxious about going back to living in a building with so many people because of corona. I really want to move off campus but it’s very expensive and I can’t afford it on my own. I’m also stressed because my bunny franklin is supposed to go to school with me as an ESA and I’m nervous he won’t get approved. Anyway I guess that purpose of this is to say that I’m very anxious and I feel kinda helpless right now so yeah.

I officially have 13 days to decide if I’m living on campus or getting an apartment :/ umm I never realized how expensive apartments are until now but putting out good vibes that I find one

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.

If anyone was wondering, the archer describes exactly how I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Also I did probably the hardest but bravest thing today and started therapy

Guess I’ll update this post… life has such a strange way of teaching you lessons in some of the hardest ways. When I made this post, I was struggling personally but I felt like I had a pretty good support system. In the next few months to past I lost a major part of that support system and I felt broken. I had to learn how to trust other people enough to allow them to be a support system for me while also being a support system for myself. I found people that I truly consider to be my people. People who will call me out on my bullshit, want to see me do my best, and have seen me at my brighest moments but also stood through my darkest moments. Now with the pandemic happening, my college has closed and I’ve been pulled away from my friends, job, and my classes. I’ve been pulled back to my hometown where I don’t have many friends, I don’t have a room of my own, and in many ways I feel like there’s not space for me. I’ve been trying to put on a brave face for my younger siblings and for my mom who is still proudly working as a medical assistant everyday. This change has shown me new struggles that I felt I wouldn’t have to face this early on. I never knew that I would deal with the anxiety of not knowing if you’ll be able to pay bills, sleeping on the couch because there isn’t a space to call mine, and silently longing for my home at school. This is one of the most scary, strange, and interesting things that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Things are stressful but there’s also shiny little moments that give at least a glimmer of it getting better and finding my normal again.