In the world of academia, a journey unfolds
Each class a challenge, a story untold
With hard work and dedication, I strive
Pushing boundaries, keeping my dreams alive
As another class is conquered, a victory song
Tears of joy, emotions strong
GPA rising, an A in hand
Proud of my accomplishments, I stand
My smarty pants self, shining bright
A beacon of knowledge, a guiding light
In the halls of learning, I excel
Each success a tale to tell
I celebrate my achievements, I let them shine
In my heart, in my mind
I keep reaching for the stars, I never falter
For my brilliance, the world will alter
Like the poem states, I just finished another grad class. I'm actually taking two at a time right now due to being in my internship. It's been a busy nightmare, but I've loved it. I love watching my clients succeed, find happiness, and gain the same epiphanies I did. A lot of them are having the same exact epiphanies from their own lives that I did. But whatever the epiphany, whatever the progress, my clients have no idea how happy I am for them. Happy to help other people find their happiness when they felt they couldn't.
I am so proud of myself, because I never thought I was capable of this. It's been so engraved in my brain that I will never be good enough for something like this, that I shed tears, and I sometimes outright cry. Like when I submitted my very last paper for my bachelor's program, I literally grabbed my mouth and bawled my eyes out. I once again completed something that I was told I couldn't do, something that everyone told me to quit.
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