It\u2019s another cold morning in Lowell. The sun barely shows, and I\u2019m already awake. Tired, but moving. Senior year at UML means night classes, high-level courses, and a schedule that never slows down. Work\u2019s flexible, thankfully\u2026 not as hard as school, but the weight of both still builds up. Restless days, quiet nights, yet I keep going. I have to.
It\u2019s easy to make friends here, but hard to trust. Everyone\u2019s chasing something, a degree, a dream, an escape\u2026and sometimes, connection feels temporary. Still, I smile, show up, and keep my circle small.Being an only child makes it hit deeper. The silence after class, thinking about home, my parents, the reason I push through every deadline. I\u2019m getting older, thinking more about the future, how to turn all this struggle into stability for them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The cold here bites, but not as sharp as missing home, so I keep moving.
One late class, one long night, one small win at a time, because every step forward is another promise kept.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
By: Saryna Vith, Manning School of Business Well-Being Leader It\u2019s another cold morning in Lowell. The sun barely shows, and I\u2019m already awake. Tired, but moving. Senior year at UML means night classes, high-level courses, and a schedule that never … Continue reading