The first time I went to the Washington, D.C. I was only eight years old.

My family and I had flown down to Maryland for my cousin's wedding, and we were just a metro ride away from the nation's capital. We figured we might as well see D.C. while we were in the area, so we found the nearest metro station and headed for the National Mall.

As soon as I stepped off the metro, I fell in love.

Eight-year-old me, already intrigued by politics and history, loved everything about D.C. I was thrilled to see the Capitol building up close, tour all the monuments, and visit the Smithsonian museums.

My only complaint was the fact that the reflecting pool was drained for maintenance while I was there, but I promised myself I'd return one day to see it full.

And return I did. Eleven years later, I'm a student at George Washington University, right in the center of the District. I may only be a freshman, but living in the nation's capital has already taught me so much, and I'm a changed person because of it.

So, naturally, I'd like to say thank you.

Thank you, D.C. for broadening my horizons.

The knowledge, experience, and memories I've gained from just a few months of living here have completely changed my perspective.

Washington has exposed me to vastly different political viewpoints, cultural customs, and religious affiliations. More importantly, it has shown me that all of these differences can coexist.

Thank you, D.C. for proving to me that there's nothing wrong with being informed, opinionated, and involved in your government.

Before I came to Washington, few understood why my primary reason for being excited to turn eighteen was the fact that I'd be eligible to vote. Interest in politics was the exception rather than the rule in my hometown, so despite my strong opinions and passion for political issues, I tended to keep my mouth shut and my thoughts to myself.

Here, it's a whole different ballgame. You're considered strange if you don't have strong opinions, and polite political conversations, whether in the classroom or in line at the grocery store, are encouraged. Living in D.C. has taught me to make my voice heard and to hear others' voices as well.

Most of all, thank you, D.C., for allowing me to be myself.

Living in the nation's capital surrounded by incredible people and unique opportunities has given me the priceless gift of self-knowledge.

Exploring D.C. and all it has to offer has allowed me to explore myself. Growing up in a small town lends itself to a certain reluctance to challenge the status quo, but living in a city as unique and diverse as Washington allows one's individuality to flourish. For me, life in the District has done just that - and I couldn't be more thankful.

In just a few short months, Washington, D.C. has changed my life for the better. The District has introduced me to fascinating new places and people, broadened my perspective on life, politics, and the world as a whole, and given me the strength and courage to be unapologetically myself. Had I not come to D.C., I simply wouldn't be the person I am today.

So thank you, D.C. - for everything.