25 Quotes by Samantha Schutz

A few months ago, leaving for college seemed glamourous, but now it’s hard to believe that this little dorm room, with its scratchy sheets and a lock that sticks, is home. It’s hard to accept that this is my new life, that these are my new friends. I am one in many here. There are dozens here as good as me, even more who are smarter, funnier. And it scares me because before I stuck out and now I blend in.

I am grown in so many ways, but in front of my parents I am still a child. I am having a hard time throwing off the skin that I pick and peel. I am the only one who can do it, but I can’t seem to let myself.

Meeting new people feels like dating. I try to find someone I like, casually start a conversation, and hope we have things in common.

I cry and wonderhow I'm going to fall asleepbecause sleeping means wakingand going through all this again

I don't think that I am happy, but then again, I don't know. Sometimes I get so caught up in the process of living-- of eating, dressing, taking the train to work, that I don't give it enough thought. Maybe happiness is being content.But is it really?

Is this what all the years of schooling were for? To prepare me for this Sense of being stuck in the middle?What was the point? No one said I was going to be this sad.No one said I would still be crying.

I finally feel far enough away from it to gain perspective on everything that’s happened to me and everything I’ve done.

I wonder if I am too close to even see what is written on them. This close, everything is just a blurry mess.

I don't like this ideaIt is too much focuson something I am trying to forgetI am afraidthat this attention to detailwill only fuel my anxiety