Update

NYU is unlike anything I ever imagined. It's been difficult going back to school after being out for 2 years but I'm finding my way slowly but surely. The curriculum is intense and the things I am learning leave me exhausted. My life is full from the minute I wake up until the minute I finally get to go to sleep. I love every ounce of it even on the days that I cry from being so overwhelmed with all of it. Working and going to school is quite a challenge, but it is one that I feel is well worth it.

The thing that gets me through it is the feeling I have when I'm sitting in these classes. This is what I am meant to be doing.

I've spent my life trying to save people, and I've always failed. The people I was trying to help didn't want my help. I finally have realized I can't save the world, I can only help the people who ask for it. I can only put my hand on what is right in front of me rather than reaching blindly for something to touch. That is what this profession is about, doing what we can and then going home to the people who will take care of us. It's a balance that I am sure will take me a long time to truly master. My dreams suddenly have somewhere to land, and everything else makes a little bit more sense.

I'm sorry I haven't written in so long...life just hasn't given me time to. I've been very much in my own head and have had trouble putting into words everything I am feeling and going through.

So to whoever "Anonymous" is in my comments from my last post...to answer your question, NYU is amazing. Life keeps moving, and I'm taking it all in one day at a time.