Call it fate, call it good timing, last weekend I read the email that I’ve been needing to see since last September.
I don’t feel like I belong at my university at all. I have no friends, I eat lunch by myself everyday, and I live with my parents. Maybe it’s the type of students, or maybe it’s me, but I don’t fit in anywhere. Not in my ethnicity, not in the LGBT community, not in my gender, not in my age, and the list goes on.
Now I know I preach on here to change the things in your life that you don’t like. Well, the problem is that I really don’t mind being alone. I’m perfectly comfortable sitting in my presence, I have enough music on my phone to last me half a day, and I’m done with censoring or molding myself to fit in.
I will hang…
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