My step-dad gave me a handshake then pulled me in for a hug. He whispered “I’m so proud of you” into my ear, and he tried to hold back some tears but he started to choke when he whispered it… Right when I heard him say that, that’s when the waterworks started.
I don’t give a fuck if I am in front of thousands of other people, I’ll cry in front of my family and with my family.
I’m so fucking lucky to have the family I have. A family so understanding and a family that truly want the best for me. I love them so much.
I’m so lucky for the friends I have, who are also understanding and motivating.
But, I said “Congratulations, _________. It’s been a fun 4 years, and I wish you luck for the rest of your years.” too many times tonight, to people that I talked to DAILY. It’s hitting me hard that I won’t see a lot of these great people again.
To all of those people, I really hope for the best. I truly meant it, for you and a ton of other people will remain with me in my memories.
God damn. I fucking graduated.
