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It’s the Most Lonely Time of the Year

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I’ve always been independent. I flew across the Pacific Ocean alone at 8 years old, just a couple days after my eighth birthday.

I never made friends my age — most of my “friends” were my teachers. Making friends only became harder, and in leaving high school for college, I left without a solid friend group to look forward to returning to during the holidays.

My start to college was no different — I didn’t really make any friends, despite starting my first year with a five-week intensive program.

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