After going away to university after my senior year, I faced many challenges that I did not foresee. I was only 17 years old, had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and had critical social anxiety. That being said, my first couple weeks were straight hell. About three weeks into the semester I was beyond miserable. I wanted to go home and drop out. I still hadn't made any friends at school and just felt that I didn't belong.
One warm fall day I was walking back from class after another wretched day, until a girl approached me. I still remember to this day who that girl is, and vividly remember the conversation. She had asked me if I knew about recruitment and gave me a sheet with information. After a lot of positive pressure from my roommates, I had decided to go through with recruitment. That being said, I couldn't be happier with my decision to go greek.
Dear sisters,
Thank you for being the part of me I forever searched for. You all have filled the missing void in my life, and there will not be enough words that I could every say that express my emotions. Thank you for being a support system that I never had. I know that when I'm stressed, feeling down on myself, or having an off day that I have a group of people who believe in me more than I believe in myself. Each and everyone of you is different in your own ways, and have all individually touched my heart.
To the sisters who have gone the extra mile for me. To the sisters that have been my shoulder to cry on on a porch when it's 40 degrees. To the sisters who have made sure I got home safe, or offered me a place to stay when I stray away from my group. Thank you for everything you have done, thank you for being you.
Everyday I find new love for my sisters, and somehow love them even more. I have never had an actual sister, now I have 41 of them. I am so amazed by how wonderful this group of women are, and how powerful we all are together. I can not wait to continue my college career with all of these ladies, and I can not wait to keep getting more sisters.
These letters do not make me better than you, these letters made me better than I used to be. ZLAM, your forever sister.
