5/8/20 2 AM
Can you believe i'm 22?
I'll be 23 this summer, but for now, I'm 22
I'm graduating college next week, and then it's the beginning of a future with no school. No school, no worries.
It makes me feel like these past five years were worth sticking through, because I made it
I got counseling, yknow, and now I'm living with my partner :)
it's been a tough road
A tough hard road. I've loved so many and in turn, lost many too. I didn't think I'd make it past 20, or 21, and I always thought that the end was near for me.
That someday I'd wake up and that'd be it. I'd be done, but I'm glad I stuck it out.
Now I get to sit in my tiny ass studio, surrounded by LED lights as my partner watches a clam licking salt.
Maybe it's small, maybe we're poor, but they love me so much.
I scraped my knee earlier this week when I missed a step on the stairs and tumbled onto the concrete. Their immediate reaction? Panic.
Fussing, a refusal to leave my side to go pick up our delivery. Any time after has been met with them helping me when my knee hurts.
The simple showcase of absolute love and care just... brings me to tears... that someone out there loves me so much.
I don't think it's something I've ever felt, and it always comes from this absolute ding-dong of a person.
I don't know what I'm going to do after I graduate.
But I hope I make it.
For them, for my friends, for my family, and for me.
Especially for me.
P.S. I'm super scared to find work, but I know I've got it. I've learned I'm super resourceful, wow!