For once in my life, I feel completely powerless. I’m sure that’s what you’re feeling as well, but a million times more. Please, promise me that you’ll hang in there.
I’m trying to study for my quiz tomorrow, but my boyfriend is flopping around next to me because he thinks he’s a salmon..
I remember when I first came to college, I told myself to not forget about my past and that I’m here to better my future. And yet, as I read about the empathy gulf, it’s hard not to realize how far removed I’ve become from my prior life. It’s surreal sitting in lecture and hearing my professor talk about poverty, as if it’s something that I’ve never actually experienced. During discussion classes, I often find myself referring to the poor as “them” rather than “we”. It was while battling with my two realities that I came to understand that I should never feel bad about where I came from. I should use it as motivation to one day live the life that I want to live.
