Up until my recent trip to Australia over winter break, I was pretty much scared of my own shadow. For my whole life, everywhere I traveled whether it was on vacation, or somewhere as simple as picking up take out for dinner I always had to have someone with me because I was scared of being alone. I had always wanted to study abroad, but as a science major it was too hard to fit into my schedule, and deep down I was also scared of being away from my friends and family for an entire semester or even just a few weeks.
About ten years ago when I was on a cruise with my family, I met a girl from Australia named Alexa who ended up becoming my pen pal and life long best friend. We stayed in touch for all of these years, and every winter break Alexa would come to stay with my family for a few weeks, but I was always too scared to sit on a plane for twenty-four hours to go visit her. However, I found out over the summer that Alexa would not becoming to visit me this Christmas, so the only way I could see her was if I visited Continue reading →
When I was in high school, I always had this preconceived idea of what college is supposed to look like, and how it is supposed to be the best four years of your life. That’s why I eagerly applied to schools all outside of New York, with the hopes of meeting new people, discovering myself, achieving success, and being independent. Now as I am halfway through the second semester of my sophomore year, I can proudly say I have accomplished these dreams of mine, but it did not come as easily as I thought it would or should.
Before I left for college, I spent 18 years of my life living in the same town as my entire family; this includes my mom’s twelve brothers and sisters and all of my fifty something cousins (yeah I know crazy right?). I was used to seeing my family almost every day, hanging out with my friends who I have known since we were in diapers, and spending much of my free time going to the mall, the beach, the city, or other places where I was constantly surrounded by other people and loud noises. I had received all A’s in my classes while managing to work five days a week and participating in various clubs and extracurricular activities. I thought I really had my life together, and I was expecting to be able to just continue what I was doing in college with ease.
Nobody ever warned me how difficult the transition from high school into college can be for some people. I walked into UConn without knowing anyone, and I remember how scared and lonely I felt those first few weeks. I remember looking at my home friends’ social media accounts and Continue reading →