This was the moment I had been longing for. After being in school for practically my entire life, I was ready for it to end. High School didn’t always yield the best of days for me. I had been bullied a lot and specifically in my Senior Year, lost virtually all my friends and even my long-term girlfriend due to her cheating. People would tease me (even in band at this point; the one place I used to feel comfortable) knowing that I wouldn’t retaliate or fight back. So for me, graduation day couldn’t come fast enough.
But it finally arrived. I was finally wearing the suit and tie overlapped with my graduation cap and gown. Mom was so proud of me and took tons of pictures. I got to walk down a busy street with the rest of the class from the school to the graduation field (about one mile, almost like a small parade). I had my name called and accepted my graduation certificate from the school’s principal.
Even though I was alone (didn’t have friends or anyone to ‘party’ with), I loved every minute. I was finally becoming an adult and entering a new phase of my life – college. It was a time that would bring new opportunities and new people into my world. It was like a fresh start. And I embraced it whole-heartedly.