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“Sometimes, when I look back at my time at Stanford, I realized it was such a precious and meaningful time. I wish I understood this back then and therefore relaxed some; I struggled so much with my insecurities, never feeling good or smart enough because I was constantly surrounded by so many smart people.
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Late last night at an old friend’s house while waiting for my family to pick me up after the wedding, I chatted briefly with her dad (who is truly all kinds of wonderful).
“I refuse to settle for less than what I deserve.”
His words echoed in her head like the ghosts that haunted her in her dreams. It was an ultimatum, a plea; he’d spoken the truth without mincing words, without carefully cushioning them so their jagged edges wouldn’t pierce her. 3,050 more words