junior year reflection

Hey guys. If you noticed the featured image for this post, it’s of two of my all time best friends. I used this specific picture in my junior year reflection because I’m no longer a junior, but these two amazing girls are. They’re about to embark on a CRAZY year and thinking about what these two have in store for them, made me want to reflect on my junior year, and what a crazy freaking year that was, and I am beyond grateful that it’s behind me.

If I’m going to be honest, junior year was the worst year of my life in so many different aspects.

In my junior year of high school, I moved 19 hours across the country and started at a school that I hated in a state that I didn’t understand. Junior year my car flooded (three days after I moved to Louisiana), I moved across the country and barely spoke to the only friends I knew back home, I stopped being vegan and then started and stopped again and again (it never really stuck), I got a F on my report card in a music class, I got bit by A LOT by fire ants, I stopped blogging, I started drinking, I got friends, I lost a lot of friends, I thought I figured out who I was, I definitely had no idea who I became, I lost weight, I gained alllll and more of the weight back, I got a tattoo, I got into my first car accident (totally not my fault), I cut myself off from a lot of people, I started going out more, I started going to church, I stopped going to church, I cared a lot less, I cared about the wrong things more, I got pulled over… twice, I let people know me in ways who probably didn’t deserve it, I got in A LOT of fights, mostly with myself, I had A LOT of homework, I didn’t do any of it, I let a lot of people down, I let myself down.

All of that doesn’t even begin to touch the surface of how crazy and how awful junior year was. Now trust me when I say that I know I can’t blame 11th grade high school for the worst year of my life because every single decision I ever made tiled the path that I built for myself.

School itself wasn’t the hard part, the hard part was that life was happening all around me and it wasn’t slowing down. I physically couldn’t stop it, so I just gave in. It took me until the end of my junior year to realize that I don’t need to try so hard to be someone I’m not, I don’t need to try to impress everyone, and it’s okay to be me even if someone doesn’t like the me that I am. I live a pretty good life and a pretty happy life.

Junior year taught me to be the Charity I am now, and I’m so in love with that Charity. So to junior year, you sucked and you kicked my butt in so many different ways, but I’m so grateful for you and all the lessons you’ve taught me.

  • xoxo Char

PS. to everyone going into junior year, just know that not everyone’s experiences are the same, you’ll either love it or you’ll hate, but one thing that’s for sure is that you’ll definitely learn from it.

Junior Year In Pictures

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