Coming back from my internship at Disney I thought I had my path all paved out. A new job at a bridal salon, a fun and exciting summer class and senior year of college were all stops on the way to my destination: graduation.

I knew moving back to Michigan from Florida would be an adjustment, but I underestimated how much I had changed while I was away.

Returning to my apartment at college was so strange because it was almost like I had never left. You would think that would be a good thing, but my room represented the old me, old memories and things I no longer had a need for.

I began throwing thing after thing away. I had no idea why I had kept all this stuff; it no longer meant anything to me.

I felt like I was going through someone else's stuff in someone else's room.

I dropped my summer class and began my new job at the bridal salon but didn't feel right there, either.

I tried to stick it out, but no matter what, I felt like I just didn't belong there, despite always wanting to be a bridal consultant. I picked up more hours at my old job on campus and began to work, work and work some more.

A lingering feeling of emptiness began to fall over me as the days passed.

I couldn't even explain why I was feeling the way I did, but I didn't feel like myself anymore.

With a gap in my work schedule, I decided to pack up my things and head back home for a while to hopefully start to feel like myself again.

Family and old friends seem to know the true you, and I needed just that. Spending time with friends I've known for almost my entire life helped me feel like my old self and ready to introduce that girl to the one I have become in the last year.

After being home for a while and getting comfortable with having my family and friends constantly around, I was reluctant to come back to my apartment at college, but I knew it was time.

I picked myself up and headed back to create a new routine.

I knew things needed to change in my life if I was going to get past this lost feeling. I started a new work out plan, started helping out at my old internship and started researching places to live after college.

Piece by piece I started to put things together.

Being at my old internship reminded me of what I set out on this college journey to do: become an event planner.

I wouldn't be me without my passion for events, specifically weddings.

Feeling lost is hard to comprehend because your struggle may not be visible to other people, but inside you are drowning. There's no way to describe how it feels except to say that it feels as if something is missing.

It is hard to know what is missing until you find it, but when you do, the feeling disappears.

Finding yourself and filling that hole can be hard to do, but spending time with people who really know you, picking up a new hobby and doing things that truly bring you joy can get you that much closer.