It’s official…I finally have my degree! It took so much to get it. So many tears. Depression. Pain. Misery. I know so many people see this is a step into something greater, which it is, but all I see right now is just something that shows I didn’t go through five years of depression for just completely nothing. I should feel more than I do, I know. But I don’t. I’m not sure how should I even feel about that. I can say though, that I’m glad I have it in my hands and I made my family proud. Now, it’s time to make myself really proud. It’s time to work and focus on what I really want to do. I don’t want to be 30 and have the only memory of my 20s be memories of depression and being miserable in every place that I am. I just want a new journey. I went through one journey where I spent 5 years being miserable. It’s time to go through a journey where I’m spending most of my time happy. Will I struggle? This is life and in life, there’s always going to be some type of struggle, but I know my time being happy will override the times I’ll deal with struggle. I want to change so bad. I need this new journey to begin. I’m ready for it.