Oh my GOD, for reals. It's such an intense period of change and personal development that... isn't really replicated in many other situations. In the (paraphrased) words of Rainbow Rowell's Fangirl, "Yeah, but freshman months are equal to like, six real months." Or something.
Also, I'm not gonna claim I'm not particularly attached because Bitty would have graduated the same year I did - we're just starting his senior year, but in realtime I've gotten my Master's and a real job and am like, figuring out how to be an adult?? I think sometimes about how he'd be doing now, trying to figure out the stuff I'm trying to figure out, and all the weird stuff that goes with it. How fast the time goes past, but also how slowly? I'm rambling, but - it's comforting, for me, I think. Because, again, growth. It being okay to not know everything, and just take things a day at a time, and do the best I can today, right now, with what I have in front of me.
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Date: 2018-12-07 02:58 am (UTC)Also, I'm not gonna claim I'm not particularly attached because Bitty would have graduated the same year I did - we're just starting his senior year, but in realtime I've gotten my Master's and a real job and am like, figuring out how to be an adult?? I think sometimes about how he'd be doing now, trying to figure out the stuff I'm trying to figure out, and all the weird stuff that goes with it. How fast the time goes past, but also how slowly? I'm rambling, but - it's comforting, for me, I think. Because, again, growth. It being okay to not know everything, and just take things a day at a time, and do the best I can today, right now, with what I have in front of me.