This Summer

Prologue

Finally. Those were my last day in school, forever. Although we had enough time to study because of winter break, I actually spent a lot of time asleep, on my phone and crying because of whatsoever. But I made it.
It's April now and Germany starts to become more sunny again and less triste and gray because winter isn't winter anymore. Snow turned to rain, Christmas turned to extra stress and New Year's Eve was kind of depressing. Ah yes, reaching adulthood is a dream.

That is exactly the reason why I booked this trip to Italy. Ah, maybe not exactly. I read an article about how fantastic this camp for people all over the world would be with "not having a clue what to do with our lives but we have to do something so that the government is happy with us" and a social media addiction and those themes are made for me.
But I found this article on the floor of the restroom of an Irish Pub and because I don't like alcohol I wasn't used to 3 glass of wine. As I tried to put the paper in my bag I banged my head on the door of a cabin. I remember later that night my best friend and I booked my trip and he actually paid for it. So maybe that is the other reason.

It was a lot of money my best friend spent on this trip for me and although he does not want me to pay it back, I have to. I want to. And I hope that I can find some work at this camp and maybe some hope because right now I feel like my depression from the past years is personified by The Rock who tackles my soul into the ground.

Now, breath in and out! I am going to make this too!

Still tired I decide to get up and allow the sun to enter my room by opening the shutters. I put on some socks, pull a boxershorts over and walk downstairs, ready to socialize with my family.

I only have one month left and those are the only people I will miss. My friends turned to acquaintances and my long term relationship with my boyfriend ended a few weeks ago.

Yes, adulthood does not fit me.