I don’t have the words to say what I mean, but I will try anyway.
Sometimes I forget what it is like to worry. I forget that exam results are supposed to matter and I forget what it is like to be scared. I forget that like me, everyone has their insecurities and their moments of fear. Sometimes the world shrinks down to just me and for that, I am sorry.
I can’t help you, other than to ask you to work harder next time. It is never my right to comment or comfort when it comes to this – it always comes out wrong. Forgive me if it looks too effortless for me. Don’t envy me. There are so many things I would give academics up for, a million things I would trade.
I don’t even know if you’re going to read this.
If you’re thinking ‘this is for him, or this is for her’ – forget them. This post is dedicated to you.
Here’s what I want you to remember: You’re special, and I will always be there if you should need me.
You know, life may not take you where you want to go, but it’ll always bring you to where you’re supposed to be.
Me.
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