New house, old friends, reunions and breakups galore. This is what I get the first week I return to Lehigh:
Mental issues, emotional blocks, substance dependency, broken people.
Empty bottles, refilled flasks, gusts of smoke and burnt out souls.
Self-loathing, self-punishment, self-inflicted pain and stress.
Distant friends, just acquaintances, once lovers now cruel lessons.
And I welcome you all back into my life. What I can do for you, what I can offer you, written on my wide open arms. I will be what solace, support, and friend I can be, what listener you need there to be. It’s amazing what’s behind the surface.
New house, old friends, reunions and breakups abound – the constant restart. I’m both excited for the new semester and intimidated by the impending workload. I’m also ready to be a stronger fortress for myself and the people around me. Broken people, what’s new? I’m not a cup of tea myself. 🙂 Stay strong everyone, you’re not that weak. You’re brolic as hell.