And here I sit.
I've been packing my room up all day. Trying to decide what to pack, what to leave at home, and what to throw out.
it's a really weird feeling.
it's weird watching your friends pack up their empty rooms.
it's weird watching them drive away on their move in day.
it's weird packing away childhood memories.
it's weird watching people leave not knowing when, or if, you'll ever see them again.
it's just weird.
But I'm also scared out of my mind.
Battling chronic illness is hard.
Freshman year of college is hard.
In simple terms, the next four years could possibly be straight up hell.
But somehow I have to do this. I feel the need to push through and get my degree. I need a degree to be a stable citizen. to support my self.. my future family. I need this.
Chronic illness is just going to make it harder for me.
I'll post more again soon. I move in on Thursday Aug,. 22nd. Classes start the 26th.
I'll update again with pictures of my apartment within the next week or so.
Until then, keep hoping, praying, and burning for a cure.