I had an awesome, relaxing, peaceful summer. Other than minimal remnants from my depression of last Spring, I really have nothing to feel ‘blue’ about, yet I can’t help being melancholy at the thought of leaving my family for another grueling set of classes. I was not in a good place–mentally, physically–last semester, and I guess I’m afraid of sinking into those thoughts and feelings again. I have no real motivation to study hard or to make new friends. Other than joining college clubs/connecting with classmates I just don’t feel like there’s anything to look forward to. Surely there’s some silver lining that I’m missing here?
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