An Open Letter

I ended up going to two office hours, and at the in person one, I met other students who were also struggling with the same stuff I was. I talked with a good friend, and she reminded me that other kids are struggling the same way I am, and they have taken the prerequisite courses, and had been in the class since the start. I reached out to some people to ask for help, got validation that I was on the right track, and realized that I’m fully capable of it.

It’s almost funny how easily I sway from wanting to kill myself to being fully at peace, and feeling good with life. But either way I’m glad I’ve passed the storm!