On Thursday, I turned twenty-one and graduated from university!
Leading up to the day I should have been really excited, but I wasn’t. I couldn’t look forward to my birthday because I was so scared about graduation, but now that I have done it, I have realised that I really did have nothing to worry about.
Thursday morning, I woke up and bypassed the fact that it was my birthday. I didn’t want to open any of my cards and presents until I could enjoy it after the ceremony was over. I was a huge bag of nerves, but somehow I managed to keep it under control… Well, until I got my gown!
Once I received my gown and mortar board, reality sunk in. “Wow, I am actually off to graduate”. That was it for me – my anxiety completely took over and I had trouble trying to pull myself together. Where we collected our gowns from and where the ceremony took place, there was roughly a ten minute walk to get there. The whole way there I was trying not to heave whilst my parents were around me, supporting me and reassuring me that I don’t have to go through with it if I’m not up to it.
BUT… I DID IT! Continue reading