Strange time

It's strange being back home after traveling for 10 months, meeting people, helping others, and working hard to understand myself. I've had a taste of freedom, and now I want more. I don’t feel like there’s anything for me in New Hampshire anymore, except for my love for my family, who will always be the reason I come back. But I want something more because this just isn't it.

I feel disconnected from this place, with no real ties or friends here. I made more friends in AmeriCorps than I ever did in New Hampshire. But now, as I head to college, I’m hopeful. I’m sure I’ll make friends, but the question is whether I can truly connect with them—trust them, relate to them, have fun, laugh, cry, and share life with them.

I don’t know what the future holds now that I’m back, but I’m determined to make the most of it. This is my time to make things possible for myself, and I won’t let anyone, including myself, ruin those possibilities.