Beyond happy I’m not in school now, or returning to BMC.
It has a stifling, toxic atmosphere. There’s too little sleep, too much work, tension fighting ignorance, and fake support and ideals of self governance and change.
It became a place I constantly wanted to escape from; where I HOPED to survive rather than eagerly thrived.
It’s disappointing, to have what you wanted, thought, and worked for not materialize - but I will find another place to learn, and enjoy life.
Because it wasn’t there, and that’s okay.
Taking time for me was, and is, okay.