
I still remember a very vivid call to my mother from a 5 guys parking lot one night junior year because I just fucking BROKE. Like mother came out to visit me that weekend and we went to a Chili’s and my anxiety was so bad, I couldn’t eat the food, because the fork kept shaking out of my hand. Few years later, and some much better mental health practices and I did graduate, so find your own journey, and figure out how to be happy, cuz you deserve it! (And more!)