<p>I never said I don't WANT to make friends and have fun!! I do!! I don't want to be the miserable mess that I've become! </p>
<p>With that said, I admit, I am an extremely introverted person. I'm ridiculously hard to get to know, I have serious difficulties trusting people, and I need more "me time" than anyone I know. But when I've had my fill of alone time, I need to be social, too! I think one of the reasons that the college transition has been so hard for me is that I came from high school, where I had 2 or 3 circles of friend groups, but I also had 3 best friends who I spent the majority of my time with. I'm a prime example of a kid who put more focus on quality than quantity. The four of us knew each other inside and out. We felt completely comfortable in every situation with each other. It sounds cliche, but we were in almost every regard, the same person. We became known as a unit. It wasn't one without the other three. That sounds pathetic and silly, but it was my life, and I enjoyed every single minute I spent with them.</p>
<p>Coming from 4--almost 5 years--of that kind of friendship, I think I immediately expect that kind of intimacy when I try to make new friends. I don't know how to not expect it. I try to befriend people, but I feel let down, and I'm just bringing it to my immediate consciousness that my subconscious gives up because I've never had to work to make friends like this. I know how you're supposed to do it, but I can't! I have a mental block, and I just give up too easily. I'm not ready for the college experience. I'm not ready to let go of everything I know and replace it all with new things. I can't do it without someone or something familiar pushing me and leading me along. I tried to take the leap to Binghamton, and I fell flat on my face. And I've been lying on the ground for 2 months now.</p>
<p>I know I can't live in the past. But I'm too stubborn to allow myself to accept the present.
If I were to transfer, I would be connected to pieces of my life--the Rochester region, people I know from high school, etc. that could be the crutch I need.</p>
<p>I want to be able to leave the nest. I want to be able to live on my own. I want to be happy and enjoy what everyone keeps telling me are supposedly the "best years of my life." I don't think I can do that here. It's only been two months, but I can't spend 4 years at even half of what I'm feeling now if I'm going to survive without become a complete depression case. I really do want them, but where I'm at now, I can't do them. It's a battle of wills inside me, and one side is losing.</p>
<p>But maybe it's a question of "not now... not yet." I just need to take the baby steps for now. Geneseo isn't a stretch for living on my own and living the college life, but it is still college. I'm confident I can handle it. It's a baby step that will hopefully eventually lead me to the things I want to do in life.</p>
<p>I apologize 1,000 times over for saying things that seems to contradict myself. I'm sorry for offending anyone. It's a lame excuse, but I am a mess. My is racing over hundreds of thoughts and "what if's" at once, and my heart aches like no other. </p>
<p>I don't make the wrong decision. I research and research until I know every possible fact there is. And until I've gone over and weighed every what if in my head, I don't decide on anything. But when it came down to Geneseo or Binghamton for me, I immediately disregarded Geneseo because I thought it was too close, that it wasn't the stretch I was looking for. </p>
<p>High school blinded me. I thought I was so ready to do it all. And I still want to do it all. But these 2 months at Binghamton have proved to me that I was not ready. I can't do it. It's not a matter of self-confidence at this point, it's a matter of fact. I am not ready to do it. I have never felt like I have these past 8 weeks for more than a single day, if that. I can't do it any longer. It's ridiculously hard for me to admit that I could have made the wrong choice, but it's even harder for me to try and survive this environment. I think I did make the wrong choice. </p>
<p>But please, continue to give me your opinions and your advice. I don't want to screw this decision up. I feel like I've already done that once, already. Everything you say helps me to see with a wider scope, and a larger perspective that will hopefully allow me to make the most rational decison--the right decision.</p>
<p>Again, sorry. But please, bear with me.</p>