Talking

I went to talk to someone yesterday. He was a psychologist and I told him about my anxieties. I wish he could have helped me more. I told him about all of my worries and how they make me feel. He told me to go talk to someone else. He talked really fast and I felt like I was talking at a snails pace comparatively. He said that talking to someone about all of these things would help me, and that being a senior and not knowing what comes next is a completely normal thing to feel anxious about since you're not exactly in control of your future anymore. All through school you have one more year or one more semester to cushion your time before you enter the real world. Those are scary words. So I might find someone to keep talking to, but as he also said I don't have much time before I graduate and all that jazz. Then I don't know what I'm doing come January. Lalala I'll just stay in college forever.