A big part of me wishes I hadn’t gone to Collegiate, for obvious reasons. And I feel embarrassed about having even gone there in the first place, in a way. Not because I am not grateful for the opportunity or some of the lasting friendships and great memories I did make, but because it really wasn’t somewhere that I felt suited who I was.
I feel embarrassed by a part of myself that tried to become what I thought I had to in order to fit in there. To be slender. To dress a particular way.
