Dear Freshman Year,

The time has come to say goodbye, so I wanted to give you a proper farewell.

You disappointed me. I had everything planned out. You were suppose to be perfect, but you failed me on the first day and everything went down hill from there. However, I eventually realized it wasn't your fault and if I wanted this year to be perfect, it was up to me to make it that way.

You brought me heart break, defeat, anxiety, sleepless nights, and tears. Lots and lots of tears. But I had to learn how to find the good in all of that, so I did.

I'm thankful for the heartbreak you gave me because you also have me amazing friends that were always there to pick up the pieces.

I'm glad you defeated me because if you hadn't I would have never stepped out of my comfort zone and into the amazing opportunities I have been presented with this year.

Without the anxiety you presented me with, I would have never realized how strong I actually am.

If it wasn't for the sleepless nights, I would've never appreciated the days and nights I got to just lay around and watch Netflix.

And as for the tears, you brought a lot of those, but nothing compares to the tears brought when I realize you're leaving me.

I'm sorry I blamed you for all the bad things happening to me, I just didn't realize you were shaping me into a better and stronger person and preparing me for the years to come.