Goodbye, Second Year

And now, my second year at Bedford University has come to an end, and, though I will admit to be relieved to have no work to do for a while, it was an ending that I could have waited for a little longer. For, in part due to it being my first year living away from home, this has been the best year of my life. Truly, thanks to the company of many trusted and valued friends, I have experienced a gre...at personal growth from being outside of Milton Keynes, the place where the "Barnett Boy" of legend let too many of the wrong people get into his head. Indeed, thanks to being near so many accepting people, I no longer feel tied down by the anxietic thoughts that once clouded my mind and judgement. Oh, sure, they're still there, but now I no longer feel dominated by them. For the first time since I was 11-years-old, I like my life. I like who I am. I can go outside and stand in the street and just enjoy the feeling of being alive. I know my place in this world; it is to bring joy where I go. And I wouldn't have come to this state of inner peace if it weren't for you guys being there to help me see the world for what it is; a dark place for sure, but as long as one star still shines bright, the darkness will never fully win. You guys may say that I am the heart and soul of the uni, but that's only because you all entered my heart first. You all gave me the kind of acceptance I've never felt anywhere else. Not at home, or at college, or at Shenley. Not even at Giles Brook. You all let me be myself without fear of orchestration, and I owe you all a debt that can never be repaid for that. Thank you.

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