Dear Graduating Semester of Senior Year,
If you were a person, you’d be quite the frenemy (friend/enemy).
You’ve caused me more stress than you can imagine. You’ve diminished what little was left of my social life.
You’ve made me work weekends to make ends meet. You gave me the choice to live at home to save some money, which gives me an hour commute to both school and work. You’ve made me spend countless hours devoted to my textbook in lieu of going out with my friends. When I have time to go out, I’m weary because I can’t afford to waste the whole next day in typical college hangover style.
I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve had breakdowns because I don’t think I can handle it all. School, internship, group exercise instructor, news station, blog, my personal workouts, studying… I don’t even have time to breathe. *cue anxiety attacks*
However, you’re also one of the greatest friends I’ve ever had. You’ve presented me with countless opportunities and have shown me that God doesn’t give me anything I can’t handle. You’ve taught me to embrace this season of busyness (insanity) in my life, for one day it will pass and I will most likely be wondering what to do with my free time.
You’ve given me a hectic but rewarding school schedule. Although my internship at the advertising agency is unpaid, you’ve provided opportunities for income through my new group exercise job and working at the news station.
You’ve cured my loneliness by giving me the opportunity to work the Wiggle Waggle Walk and adopt Cocoa, who has brought me more joy than I could ever explain in words.
You’ve taught me who my true friends are — the ones who understand that I’m busy, yet are still SO encouraging and accepting. You’ve given me a passion and fire to continue writing this blog, which has rewarded me with friendships that extend beyond a computer screen.
Turns out you’re not a frenemy at all, but one of the greatest challenges and blessings I willingly accept.
Eternally grateful for you, my friend.