New apartment, new life, new career, new me...
Right?
This was August 2016.
I dropped out of school, a place where I had a life and friends.
I had a career path to follow and family that expected me to finish my degree.
I personally though, had a different plan.
After my sophomore year, I found myself in a new city, trying to “make it”.
No friends.
Not old enough to get into the bars.
All of my friends left to go back to school.
It was just me.
Everyone thought I was crazy.
In some ways I think my college friends were expecting me to fail.
That was the most alone I have felt.
The feeling of thinking that, “if I just get this one chance, I know I’ll make it.”
It was worth it.
It’s now a year later, and happier now than I think I have ever been.
Seeing things slowly start to happen, makes those feelings of loneliness totally worth it.