2020: Hannah's Blog

So... today was the last day of classes as a junior in college. And the last day of online classes. I hadn't even remembered until 25 minutes into the Zoom meeting since I had been up for several nights in a row completing other stuff. In a way, I can't wait for the semester to end. But now that the end is near, I have no idea how to distract myself from everything else. I'm likely being a pessimist because my body should have force quit on me quite awhile ago. And so I must leave these last few famous words. I can't wait for things to get better.

This is a photo of me taken by my best friend when we visited her hometown in Wisconsin after spring finals last semester. This was the best point in my life so far. Picking Up the Pieces This piece is extremely personal, but I've decided to share solely because I've run out of times I can talk about this with my friends and family and I still don't "feel better". So, here's my attempt at "writing my feelings out" in hopes of healing. I can imagine it'll be lengthy, so I may right a series of biographies to finish what I have to say. 2019 changed my life. It shattered me. 2020 is the year I try to pick up the pieces. Last year was one of the best and worst years of my life. It was the best because I had found a group of friends I wanted to have for a lifetime. I quit rowing and kept my weight down, which is huge to me. School was going successfully and I had an internship lined up for the summer. I met my best friend and made memories...