I have never experienced anxiety like my Freshman year of college. The first month was the worst schooling experience I’ve ever..well..experienced of course! Now that I am a Junior in college, you’d think that I’d finally get over being “homesick.” However that’s not the case.
Yes, each year I learn to understand that home is not far away, that my family wont abandon me, that I am blessed to be able to attend school, to know that I have wonderful friends surrounding me, but for some reason at the end of the day I will cry myself to sleep.
It’s not exactly that I am crying because I am mad, sad, confused, or hurt. I just tend to become emotional of not having that same “home” feeling, like the feeling when you embrace your parents. It’s a love/feeling you cannot put to words. At the same time, being homesick is not too horrible is it? In a way, it should be a compliment to your home, your mom, your dad, that they did an awesome job raising you. I’ve spent 17 years with the same people, the same routine, and the same environment. How could I not feel sick, stressed, low, blue, and ultimately sad that for yet another 9 months I will be away from this comfort. It truly hurts.