Rewind back to June of 2014…
I had just graduated high school and had my sights set on a marketing major (my parent’s ideas and recommendation, not mine) at a school that wasn’t really known for its business. All I ever wanted to do was make an impression and fit in easily with my peers. So there I was, age eighteen, afraid, nervous and extremely shy (as a result of years of torturous self-destruction with help from others at school).
But I still wanted to change the way I was looked at in high school when I went to my new school. I concentrated my mindset to just be outgoing and extremely talkative at university; but when the time came around in August I was back in the same spot. I found myself falling back into the hole I had tried to come out of. I tried many outlets to find friends, but nothing seemed to lean in my favor.
After I looked around my dorm, searched in my classes, and joined a sports club, I was still not having any success in the friend department (or educational department, for that matter). I found myself hating school, detesting my classes, and I ended up loathing who I had become again. Disliking yourself is not really a way to go through life, but I was trying my best to just make it though the first semester of college. View Post
We hear for years growing up that college will be the best four years of our lives. We watch movies that glamorize Greek life, partying, drinking, and make us think college is all fun. People barely even study in those movies, so how hard can it be? By the time we’re seniors in high school, the questions never stop coming: Where are you going? What are you majoring in? Where is that? Where did you apply? Are you excited? And of course the declarative statement: These will be the best years of your life. No doubt college is fun, there’s freedom that you don’t get in high school and a sense of adventure at every turn. The first time I realized I could go out to a movie at midnight and no one would tell me no or set a curfew turned into a wild night.
Then there’s what people don’t tell you. I just finished my first year in college, and now that finals are behind me I have some time to be able to sit down and reflect and, for the first time in months, simply do nothing. View Post
From one introvert to another: I know what it’s like to struggle to break out of your comfort zone and meet new people.
I know what it’s like to move away to college and desperately want to find “your people” but not know where or how to go about it.
I also know the steps that are necessary to take in order to push past your insecurities and find those life-long friendships and new opportunities.
I know because I was forced to learn and take those steps.
They were baby steps, yes. But for me, mentally they were huge hurdles I needed to overcome.
During college, I learned something valuable that goes against what popular culture often tells you about your time at university.
It’s not so much about “reinventing” or “finding” yourself. Your personality isn’t necessarily going to change at this point; you’re you, and there isn’t a reason to go altering the very fundamentals of who you are.
It’s more about realizing what has and has not worked for you in the past and making a promise to yourself that you’ll try to do better.
Once I realized this, I made a decision. I was going to make note of past behavior that got me nowhere…
…and I wasn’t going to do it again at college. View Post