To The College Student Lacking A 'Support Team,' You Are Not Alone

To The College Student Lacking A 'Support Team,' You Are Not Alone

Never stop believing in your dreams

We are three weeks into college.

It's Labor Day weekend.

Everyone is going home, getting visits from parents.

All my roommates and friends are heading home for the weekend.

I'm not. A friend invited me to go home with her, so that will be my trip for the weekend.

I moved out of my grandmother's home 8 months ago. We didn't agree on a certain situation, and I chose to leave. I have had to adjust to being an adult very fast. I worked my butt off through the rest of my senior year and worked full time over the summer. But I made it. I made it to my first choice. I'm here and I'm 40 credits ahead of most of my class. I am a special education major with a minor in equine therapeutics and I will continue to work my tail off to where I want to be in my life and career.

My boyfriend, now fiancé, was my biggest supporter, besides God Himself, through all of this. He never failed to push me not to give up, even when all I wanted to do was curl up in defeat. He would remind me how far I've come and what I'm working towards.

It hurts not being able to go home. I feel very isolated at times. My friends talk about how their families cried on move in day, and how much they miss them. They talk about the care packages and all the FaceTime calls. It hurts. And no I'm not complaining. It's just how I feel. I chose this path for myself when I moved out, but that doesn't mean I can't be a little crestfallen.

I look forward to my fiancé's visits. I look forward to seeing him and feeling a huge smile just come across my face knowing that I have him in my life. Knowing that I had him to help me move in, and stay with me until my roommates got there since I was able to move in early. I love knowing that I still have a support team. Not only in him, but all the people who have supported me that weren't family by blood but by heart and love.

For the people who think they have no one to support or help them through a large milestone in their life, look around. Your support doesn't have to be your family. It doesn't have to be a significant other. It can be friends, church members, people you've known forever..and even the people you never would have imagined care for and want to help you.

I know I found my support team. I am starting to build a relationship back with some of my family members, and I pray that I am able to mend some relationships. I have learned the importance of relationships with the people you love. I have learned that forgiveness is something very difficult to obtain, but so worth it. I am ready to embrace my life and anything God sends my way. I am ready to overcome the rest of this school year and everything it may hold. I am ready to embrace myself for who I am.

So thank you.

Thank you to my fiancé, who helped me through everything and stayed even when I pushed him away.

Thank you to the many people who have helped me along the way *cough* Cheryl Cook *cough*. I couldn't love you guys more.

Thank you God for casting Your light on me and helping me through the good and the bad days. Thank You for never leaving my side. Thank You for walking my path with me, no matter how many times I tripped and struggle.

Never stop believing in your dreams and yourself.

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To The Dad Who Didn't Want Me, It's Mutual Now

Thank you for leaving me because I am happy.

Thank you, for leaving me.

Thank you, for leaving me when I was little.

Thank you, for not putting me through the pain of watching you leave.

Thank you, for leaving me with the best mother a daughter could ask for.

I no longer resent you. I no longer feel anger towards you. I wondered for so long who I was. I thought that because I didn't know half of my blood that I was somehow missing something. I thought that who you were defined me. I was wrong. I am my own person. I am strong and capable and you have nothing to do with that. So thank you for leaving me.

In my most vulnerable of times, I struggled with the fact that you didn't want me. You could have watched me grow into the person that I have become, but you didn't. You had a choice to be in my life. I thought that the fact that my own father didn't want me spoke to my own worth. I was wrong. I am so worthy. I am deserving, and you have nothing to do with that. So thank you for leaving me.

You have missed so much. From my first dance to my first day of college, and you'll continue to miss everything. You won't see me graduate, you won't walk me down the aisle, and you won't get to see me follow my dreams. You'll never get that back, but I don't care anymore. What I have been through, and the struggles that I have faced have brought me to where I am today, and I can't complain. I go to a beautiful school, I have the best of friends, I have an amazing family, and that's all I really need.

Whoever you are, I hope you read this. I hope you understand that you have missed out on one of the best opportunities in your life. I could've been your daughter. I could have been your little girl. Now I am neither, nor will I ever be.

So thank you for leaving me because I am happy. I understand my self-worth, and I understand that you don't define me. You have made me stronger. You have helped make me who I am without even knowing it.

So, thank you for leaving me.

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