Bringing up the past is always hard, but in order for it to remain the past and to be able to move on from it, you gotta find the meaning behind things and figure out why situations panned out in certain ways.
Freshman year was hard. Worst way to start college. Even 3 and 1/2 years later, I can still feel leftover anger from the people who hurt me, sadness from the people I lost, and confusion from not knowing why things happened the way they did and why people treated me the way did.
To be continued…