When people talk about university, they often say “it was the best few years of their life”. However, not everyone’s narrative echoes this. As my undergraduate university chapter comes to an end, I have found myself reflecting on the experience. It has been a journey complete with ebbs and flows but one that I value and feel strengthened by. Starting university or moving away from home is monumental for anyone, but for someone who struggles with anxiety it is particularly hard. Leaving home (my safe place), friends, and family was hard enough let alone having to adjust to a new environment and meet new people – hello sensory overload! Needless to say, I found it hard. The feeling of loneliness was uncomfortable, and the new founded independence was overwhelming. Even the smallest of tasks such as making breakfast felt like climbing a mountain. However, I got through it. I visited home at weekends to recharge, I focused on my degree and worked hard, and incrementally chal