I'm worried about fitting in. What if everyone is more intellectual and sophisticated than me? What if I go from being one of the smartest kids in the room to one of the dumbest? I'm probably stressing out too much about this, right?
As I waited for my father to pick up, I immediately remembered why I had decided to call in the first place. If there's anything I had wanted to say to my father that night, it would probably best be summarized in three simple words: "I'm sorry, Dad."
The transition from residing in a nice spacious bedroom to living in a limited-spaced dorm can be quite tricky. You have to consider your roommate and their belongings, along with items that are simply prohibited in a college dorm for safety reasons.
Nothing had really changed. OK, my stuff was gone, but I was still ME. What else mattered? I love myself the way I am, and while I still like having beautiful things, I know that losing all my possessions gave me a greater awareness of the best possession I have -- myself.