I am allowed to feel sad to be leaving new friends.

I am allowed to feel doubt.

I am allow to be angry.

I am allowed to ask questions.

I am allowed to feel scared.

And allowed to cry.

I am allowed to wonder about the future.

But I am also allowed to be hopeful.

I am allowed to dream.

I am allowed all of these things and to know that it will all work out.

 

 

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