The beginning of the year was rough. I wanted to leave journalism and Mizzou behind. I struggled immediately with the workload and my job. I hated all the high achieving, outspoken journalism students around me. I took on too much and couldn't handle of it. In short, I just felt inadequate. But then something changed. I don't even know what it was. All I knew is that I had to make a choice about my future in journalism. All or nothing. I went all in. I joined Magazine Club and felt excited about my major again. I joined HerCampus Mizzou and felt confident in my writing again. I spoke up at work and told them I couldn't handle all the hours I had been given. I suddenly felt like I could take on the world. I wish I could better describe the feeling to you. I was thrown into situations with people I've never met before and emerged friends with them. I reconnected with old friends. I learned a lot of my fellow classmates were questioning their futures too and I didn't feel so alone. I always say one of the most beautiful things about the j-school is that everyone is the same boat. We're all pulling our hair out, doubting ourselves and ready to cry at the drop of a newsboy's cap (hat) so it's easy to make friends. That's really poetic, I know. But it's the truth. I honestly don't go more than two hours without seeing someone on campus I'm genuinely excited to see. I have been so lucky this semester to add some really great people to my already great wolf pack.
I'm not going to be modest, I've worked my butt off this semester. I've had many late nights, many early mornings, and many days when I wanted to quit. I couldn't have persevered without the support of my family, Ryan, my roomies, friends, old and new. Much love and many thanks.
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