fear

I finished my classes a couple weeks ago. I even passed all of them, despite the sudden switch to remote learning and an unexpected flare of my chronic illness before finals. I should feel a sense of achievement, right? The fact is... I just don't.

Maybe it's the fact that there was no ceremony. There will be (hopefully) in November, since my school was kind enough to postpone instead of cancel, but what about until then? Sure, those things can get boring real quick from what I remember of my high school graduation, but you feel good about yourself. And no senior week either... Maybe I would have preferred a trip to Disney World, or even New York City over Atlantic City, and maybe I would have gotten bored halfway through the Senior Ball, but... Four years of work just to be sent home? Not everyone can recreate any of that on their own, you know, and who knows how long this is going to last?