For most people, they will tell you that they absolutely loved their freshman year of college. The parties, the sense of freedom and independence, meeting tons of new people. It can be exhilarating. For me?

It was draining, dreadful. I couldn't wait for a weekend or break when I got to go home. There was a time when I was even considering transferring to a college back home because I just didn't wanna be here anymore.

Now as for why I hated freshman year so much is another story, but basically I was extremely depressed and never did anything and felt incredibly alone and isolated. I would talk to my mom about it all the time, but I felt bad because she would feel bad I wasn't enjoying myself.

After a while and talking to people in my sorority, everyone told me to wait it out. They told me that sophomore year is where it all changes and you have the time of your life.

Man were they right.

This year has been so incredible already. As I'm sitting here, typing this article, I think back to this time last year- Halloween. I got ready in my dorm alone and had an anxiety attack about how I looked in my costume because I thought I was fat and looked ugly. I didn't enjoy my night whatsoever but forced myself to go out because at least I wouldn't spend it in my bed. But now? I'm stoked for Halloween and just happy about where I am mentally.

I have a solid group of friends/amazing roommates, I'm thriving more and more within my sorority, and while I still struggle all the time with different things, I don't like to think about where I would be right now had I not pushed through. Where I'd be if I had moved home and didn't give Missouri State a chance. Whatever the result may have been, I'm pretty freaking happy with this one.