Today was our pep rally at school today where all the seniors wear white togas. I was walking down the hallway in the morning and I saw my cousin and she was wearing a white toga and she looked so beautiful and I just started to tear up. It’s so hard for me to get over the fact that 11 years ago I went into her first grade class and she told me that I’d love first grade and how she’d teach me all there is to school. I can’t handle seeing people grow up.
I have an extremely hard time moving on from things. I’m a junior in high school and I’m still latched onto the people who I used to be so close to in middle school. I can’t enjoy the present because I’m still reminiscing about my past and fearing the future. I can’t grasp change.
