My semester

It is the last week. I have three days of classes left. It has been great and horrible at the same time. I am so glad to have been a part of some of my classes, but it has been difficult. More difficult than I was prepared for.

So, the things I have learned this semester. Some people are great to be around. They are positive influences in the world. Others make life harder than it should be.

Challenge everything that you have been taught. Make no exceptions. If it is valid it will stand up to the challenge. If it isn't it will crumble.

Some concepts cannot be understood unless you erase other things you have been taught.

It is necessary to try things you don't want to do even if it only reinforces your previous ideas.

I cannot be what everyone wants me to be. I cannot follow the guide given to me as a child. I am not able to follow. I must make my own path, and I will not find that path as long as people I know try to shape my path. I cannot let society tell me what to do. Society is wrong.

I must leave this place, and I must leave the ideals handed down to me. They were given to me without all the facts. In light of the facts I cannot continue to go silently on my way. I must speak up and be heard.

I will not be complete until I have claimed my voice and used it. It is up to me alone to do this. No one can do it for me, and until I have overcome my fear I will be angry, sad and frustrated.

I am too strong to fail. Setbacks only make me stronger. I will be okay. If for no other reason than I cannot let them win. I will do things on my own terms, and I will be great for it.