It’s been 7 years for me, and I’m definitely starting to find myself in the same place. Kevin’s best friend (and mine too) went through everything with me- and for years I clung to his friendship, even when we weren’t getting along, because we had this shared experience and I felt like I needed him. Over the past 6 months or so, we’ve been largely out of touch, and for the 1st time in that 7 years, I’m okay with that. I can be me without him, and without necessarily clinging to the way that my circumstances defined me. It’s quite liberating feeling like I can comfortably choose who I can be.

It still does come up quite often- but mostly in order for me to explain why I have very little recollection of my years in college. People think I’m nuts when I say “I didn’t really enjoy college, and come to think of it, I don’t really remember much of it.” haha.