The first time I jumped, I was not running.

Well, maybe I was. I was running from my hometown. I yearned for something more. I have only ever lived in the same place my whole life. I was surrounded by people I have known since I was in elementary school. I could walk into my neighborhood Walmart and tell you a little story about every person, cashier or child.

I knew everything about everyone and they all knew everything about me. I was too comfortable. I am not saying being too comfortable is a bad thing, but comfort was all I have ever known.

The first time I jumped was when I moved to Jacksonville, Alabama to attend Jacksonville State University. This was a whole new world to me. Living in a small city, where everything was close by and everyone knew everybody is quite a difference from Jacksonville; a small town where the closest theatre is a 30-minute drive. (Also they don't even have an IHop) No hate to Jacksonville, I still love you.

When I moved here everything was different. Not only did I realize that Target was not just 10 minutes down the road, I realized that this will be my home for the next 4 years. It also began to sink in that I knew no one and no one knew me. It was up to me to decide how I will let people view me. Not from what they have heard from years past. I get a fresh new start and I get to show everyone who I really am.

The first time I jumped, I did not look because I knew this was the right path for me.

Although I may just be a broke college freshman attending every event that involves free food. I am loving myself and having fun, all while learning about myself and others. (Also keeping up with those studies)

College is not a scary thing that everyone should be afraid of. It is the one stage in my life I have never been more sure about. Throughout all the stressful times, I still love being here and having the opportunity to be myself.

While being here is only a tiny milestone to finding myself. I have learned so much about myself within the past 3 months.