I was sitting in the middle of a completely empty living room with nothing but my suitcases surrounding me. I’d never felt more lonely in my life and couldn’t process what was happening. As I looked at the suitcases, I couldn’t think of anything other than how much I had to unpack all by myself. I felt an overwhelming rush of anxiety forming within me that I could not comprehend. Most of my peers that I'd been talking to before college began had deffered a year due to the pandemic so I knew no one else on the campus. The last time I felt that kind of anxiety was when I broke up with my first serious boyfriend in 10th grade.

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