Freshman year was a year that I will never forget and that's not a good thing. To sum it up my freshman year sucked. I was sad, alone, and scared. I was positive that I would leave those feeling in the past but unfortunately that it isn't the case.

My sophomore year started out like everyone else's happy and eager to begin a new chapter and trust me when I say that nobody was ready for that as much as I was. I was so determined to give this year a go and it would all work out little did I know it would all be the opposite.

I can't really describe why I am feeling like this. I can't really tell you what is going on. And that is because I don't know. It's like I am a puzzle that the pieces won't got back together and no matter how hard you try it just never works out. The truth is I am sad. This is a repeat of last year and I am heartbroken and disappointed by that.

Things haven't really gone the way I hoped for. I don't really have friends, I don't really have plans with friends, and I definitely haven't found love. All things that I had hoped to change this year haven't changed. Am I frustrated? Yes. Am I mad? Yes. Do I feel defeated? Yes.

But while it may seem like a hole full of darkness I have hope that maybe things will change. It's not fun being sad and wishing for a way out but you can't find one. It's exhausting mentally and physically. I have held on to the little bit of hope I have left and I will continue to hold on to that hope and hopefully one day I will finally achieve all I have wanted college to be.