It's been a month since I started Uni. Although I have felt really down in the dumps during these few weeks, it hasn't actually been that bad. I think it's because I have experience - PHC. Every day, it's getting slightly better. I have only had 1 proper break down. That's amazing.
Every day, I find it so bizarre how I, once again, am in a new environment, doing something different, talking to different people, living in a new building. I find it so strange and still so surreal.
It has definitely become more of a routine now. I do feel like I am settled in more but that doesn't mean that I feel completely at ease here - I'm not. Every day there is still a part of me that is terrified, that is insecure, that is worried.
I guess I am a strong person after all. On those days that I feel like I'm struggling, I keep telling myself that it will get better, I kept marching on. Matter of fact, I still am hanging on.
Nothing in life is suppose to be easy. If it was, there would be no point.
It's going to be a roller coaster ride but I am more prepared than I was 2 years ago. I am okay. I can do this. I am strong. I will carry on.
Every day, I find it so bizarre how I, once again, am in a new environment, doing something different, talking to different people, living in a new building. I find it so strange and still so surreal.
It has definitely become more of a routine now. I do feel like I am settled in more but that doesn't mean that I feel completely at ease here - I'm not. Every day there is still a part of me that is terrified, that is insecure, that is worried.
I guess I am a strong person after all. On those days that I feel like I'm struggling, I keep telling myself that it will get better, I kept marching on. Matter of fact, I still am hanging on.
Nothing in life is suppose to be easy. If it was, there would be no point.
It's going to be a roller coaster ride but I am more prepared than I was 2 years ago. I am okay. I can do this. I am strong. I will carry on.
