Sometimes I forgot to take a second for myself to just breathe. Starting uni has been great in more ways than I was expecting but the constant pressure to conform to expectations is exhausting. One month in and people are beginning to be themselves and stop preforming the role of 'perfect person be my friend'. I need to remind myself that it's okay to miss one night out (they're all the same) or missing a pub trip every once in a while won't mean that my new friends forget me. A reminder that a lonely night listening to lonely music in my lonely room with the background noise of laughter from the kitchen is important in order to recharge, and it's okay to join them later. I'm okay. I'm doing fine. I'm not alone no matter how desperately I may occasionally feel it. Isolation is as good in moderation. Everything in moderation. I can do this.
