Round Two.

On the road to rehabbing again.

It feels a bit strange to just be doing this all over again, considering this is just fall 2021 all over again. Sure, I do think things are going to go a bit smoother, but I don’t know what to do in terms of seeing how much things will likely shift around in life because of this now. I don’t have to be taking more time away from school, nor will I have a chance to think about whether or not I made the right choice to get surgery this early in the summer.

I almost didn’t end up writing this week, or even really considered ever writing again here. I did not see any substantive purpose to making that particular choice again. But, I wanted to at least be around to document for myself that this moment is the real turning point in my life, more than just simply graduating from school. I think how I handle and bounce back from this surgery will alter the trajectory of my life in a more significant way than at any other moment since I came to Chicago for undergrad (honestly feels like more than that).

I think part of why I write is because I know that if I don’t give myself the chance to process things and be prepared for what’s next in life, I won’t be able to predict how I can react or respond. To me, writing through everything these last five and a half, nearly six years, has been under the objective that I’m consistently trying to figure out…