Content Warning: Anxiety, academic stress, fear of change
Time is a weird thing, isn’t it? I had a chill week without being anxious about uni, studying, and courses for the first time in a very long time, and I sat and pondered about how crazy it is that I have one year left until I graduate.
I’ve been in uni for two years now, so much has changed. And I’ve never been the biggest fan of change, and in weeks like these when I have too much free time to think is when nostalgia hits me the hardest. People in and out of my life, people in and out of my life, is this sickening cycle what it’s always going to be?
