The summer before I went to college was what I would call stupid and very immature for someone going off, but hey, why not have fun before you go back to school? I had gotten drunk and somehow broke my ankle, which the breaking it was the blurry part of that night.

That is how I went to college already injured. My mom, her husband, and my step-brother were the ones who had brought me to Wayne State College, since I obviously couldn't drive myself with a broken ankle. They had helped me unload the items I had brought to college. I had no roommate coming here because of breaking my ankle.

It was a struggle, especially during new student orientation (NSO), where all the students get to know Wayne State College better and just have fun. I didn't really want to go to NSO, but my father told me I should to meet people and be social. I am an introvert and I really don't like confrontation. I only met one person that I really connected with during NSO, she was really interesting. She had tried to show me a weird video that I honestly tried to avoid, since it sounded really creepy. So, it didn't honestly start well, but she was one of the few people I could actually connect with.

I couldn't do some of the stuff during NSO, which made me feel left out and I honestly couldn't do much. I was not on crutches, but on a scooter. It was kind of easy to get around on it better than crutches, even though I had my moments of going way too fast.

After awhile I realized I was a loner, who didn't make any true friends or even friends that I knew how to get a hold of. I ate lunch by myself quite a bit. It seemed to be sad. I was supposed to make friends and connect with people. I had a new start and I was struggling to use it in my favor. This made me really have to take a look at my life. Making me have to reach out to others, which I did, and truthfully, it was scary for me.

I reached out to the person I met at NSO when I saw them. It was one of the best things I could have done because they brought so many different types of people in my life that are now quite important to me. I had also become a bit more open and tried to be friendly with people in my classes. I had to reach out and not stay in my little cocoon.

I feel I have grown into a pretty great person from those months of just struggling with myself. I tried and succeeded at making friends. I still work hard on my own self too. I learned in my first year of college that one thing could go wrong for you doesn't mean everything will.