Waiting is one of the most anxiety inducing phases in life. The bad news is we’re always waiting. We wait for the day to end, for plants to grow, for friendships to blossom. We’re in a perpetual state of waiting that at some point we forget what we have in the moment. At the end of last year, I left MIT campus with hopes to return a changed mentally stable human. I had gone through one of the hardest semesters, even though I’d only been there for a little over a year. Walking away felt eerie and deep inside I didn’t want to leave. However, I needed to. Fast forward, 7 months later; I have worked on what had sent me home. I’ve avoided any major crisis and maintained a stable mental state. I went to all my appointment and started taking classes. All this mainly thanks to my ingenuity and courage but also due to good fortune. I’ve been waiting and hoping for a time like this to come. However the closer we get to the finish line, the harder it gets. I gave it my all, told the CAP...