If you asked me three years ago when I signed up for Odyssey on a complete whim if I'd still be doing in three years later, the answer would have been "no."

I never thought I was a good writer. I never thought I had anything important to say. I never thought anyone would read my articles.

But I am, I do, and they did.

In the last three years, my life has changed in so many ways. I joined Odyssey as a 21-year-old college junior. I was in my second semester at Rowan. I knew maybe four people on campus. I had only two dogs and a boyfriend.

I'm leaving Odyssey as a 24-year-old college graduate. When I graduated, I knew tons of people on campus. I'm single, I have three dogs, and I am the happiest I've ever been.

But something hasn't changed at all. I still have the most amazing and supportive friends and family.

Over the last three years, Odyssey gave me so much. The most amazing dream team of some seriously talented Rowan students, friends I never had to meet in real life to be connected to. It gave me the courage to start doing something I never knew I loved, but wish I could do every single day.

It taught me that people will bash your articles, your opinions, and your writing, but you should always be proud of what you create and put out into the world. It taught me that I'm never alone; someone somewhere feels the same way I do. They're going through or have gone through what I'm going through. There are complete strangers out there who also know they aren't alone out there.

So, thank you, Odyssey, for three years and 114 articles. For all the lessons, all the opportunities and all the stress. For giving me something to look forward to every Wednesday. For creating a passion I didn't know I had.

This may be the end of my Odyssey career, but it's not the end of my writing career.

Goodbye Odyssey, I'll always love you.