Tenae The Blogger

It, learned to breathe fresh air Long live the rose that grew from concrete I want to begin this post by talking a little about perception.  What they see is messages left on delivered, arriving late to class with an unbothered look, avoiding tasks or meetings, low grades because of a lack of study hours, short responses. What they perceive is carelessness. They see someone who doesn't seem to give much effort, therefore, they brush it off and don't address the situation, even devalue them. About 30% of College Students Suffer From Depression What they don't know is that you see their messages, but you cant gather any energy to talk to them although you want to. They don't know that while you arrive late to class, that was an actual win because rather than missing the class altogether, you were able to push yourself just enough to get out of bed that morning. They don't know that you want to participate in the meeting or complete the task, but

 I've been a college graduate for a week and two days now. For the past 4 years, I've spent majority of my time in the mountains at WCU. Every school year I began to come home less and call my college town "home" more. Yet here I am 4 years later back in the place I was once so familiar with but now it is somehow different. Buildings that I'd drive by regularly have been knocked down and old towns have begun to be gentrified. While this is the real home I know and love, it's unfamiliar. For the first 3 days of being back home, I found myself wondering in Walmart everyday. Now Cullowhee and Sylva only had one major shopping area which was Walmart. I would find myself wondering in and around the aisles for almost whole hours while talking on the phone because there wasn't much else to do. However, Walmart sort of connected me to home. Here, it is up the street so while the unfamiliarity of the mountains was there, so was the comfort of the Walmart.