Real Talk

I have never had so many emotions in such a small amount of time.

I am feeling stressed, overwhelmed, anxious, excited, sad, and nervous.

I am stressed out by school.

I am stressed about the fact that I have a hard AP test on Wednesday, and that I have grades I need to keep up - during the hardest stretch of time as my high school years come to an end. I am stressed that I feel like I have aaaaaaabout a million things to do in these last three weeks of school. I am stressed out thinking about waking up for classes next year (that damn snooze button is always the death of me). 

I feel overwhelmed by the amount of loose ends I have to tie up in three weeks.

I feel overwhelmed thinking about not having my best friends around, and having to make new friends. I am overwhelmed thinking about having to fend for myself for everything next year, and having all my everything be up to me.

I am anxious to go to college. 

I am anxious to see where it takes me, and what I find interest in. I am anxious to see how all my friends do, and to watch them grow. I am anxious to see what kind of a person I am going to be by the end of my first year of college, and how similar, different, or the very same I am. 

I am excited to start a new chapter.

I am excited to be introduced into a completely new and exciting world. I am excited to meet new people. I am excited to try new things, see new things, think about new things, and do new things. 

I am sad to leave the people and everything I know.

I am sad to not see my best friends everyday. The people I love. I am sad that everything I am used to, and things I have come to enjoy, are all going to change. I am sad that some of the greatest people I know will be great distances from me. I am sad when thinking about the fact that everyone is probably going to think I am so bizarre that I will make zero friends. I am sad to think I won't have an endless coffee budget. I am sad to think about doing homework some more. I am sad to think about not having a comfy bed and big house to spend time in. I am sad to leave.

I am nervous to do this.

I am nervous that everything will be way more stressful, overwhelming, exciting, and nerve-racking than I thought. I am nervous to fail. I am nervous to leave. I am nervous to even think...

I am stroveranxexsadous (stro-ver-anx-exs-ad-ous)