The one thing I absolutely dreaded about going to college was the bathroom. My parents went to the same college I attend (UMass Amherst), so I constantly tried to pick their brain about different aspects of dorm life. And the bathroom was always a scary topic. My mom warned me about co-ed bathrooms and disgusting showers with freezing water.
When I was finishing up my senior year of high school I feel like all I did was look up pictures of dorms rooms and packing lists on Pinterest. But I felt like every packing list I saw had either an outrageous amount of unnecessary items or was missing a lot of stuff.
Most mornings while I'm at school I find myself running out of my room makeup-less and just feeling sloppy. Before I started at college I would go to bed at 9:30 and wake up at 6. I loved waking up early, eating breakfast, and having time to through a little make-up on my face before I went to school or work. And I swore to myself I was going to keep my schedule like that in college.
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Today I'm packing up my parents SUV and heading back to campus. To say I'm excited would be an understatement, but I'm also a little nervous. Last semester I was probably the luckiest freshman alive. I was blessed by the housing gods with my perfect match roommate. Well technically we found each other on Facebook, but you get what I mean.
Growing up I've always had body image issues. But thankfully I've never felt the need to go to drastic measures to change anything. But since the end of my senior year and into my first year at college I've met a lot of people who weren't as lucky as I am. It is from meeting these people that I've learned that I need to learn to love myself. It's not that I'm entirely unhappy with the way I look now, I'm just not confident in my own skin, and I want that to change.