Would you go to the same university as the person you've shared everything with for your entire life?
For melodramatic twin sisters, Emily and Sarah Roses, they find it can be both fun and exhausting. Follow along on their adventure of navigating c...
After our very emotional last few minutes saying goodbye for who knows how long now, I found myself stuck in contemplation. I mean... I had really only one choice, but I really didn't know if it was the best idea.
Do I ask Sarah if she wanted to join me on the horribly long drive home?
We did take a flight here, but Mom had Aunt Hilda drive my car over here and fly back a few weeks into the semester so we could get around California comfortably. Now we could just drive back home, as I really couldn't just leave my car stranded here, but Sarah probably wouldn't be too enthused to spend fourteen hours on the road alone with me after we got into the biggest fight of our lives.
I still couldn't make assumptions and just leave without her. Besides, she likely hadn't started packing and needed help with that anyway.
I found myself hesitating to knock on the door of our old room. She'd literally kicked me out.
I mean, that was very uncalled for. She could've just given me the ultimatum instead of straight-up getting the slip to throw me out.
But also, I was out of line too in trying to hurt her feelings. She was already probably hurt and I further kicked it in.
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I knew I should have just knocked anyway and really talked to her, but I chickened out and ended up asking her via text. She was avoiding me like the plague whenever I'd tried speaking to her after class. If she wasn't ready to talk to me, she at least had the digital option to communicate what she wanted.
It took her about half an hour to actually send me the reply that she was taking other transportation home.
And apparently she was positive about this decision, as she supposedly had already made her way to the airport with her roommate.
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Was our fight really that serious? Had she actually preferred dealing with her social anxiety alone in public to being stuck on a fourteen hour road trip with me?
Seeing as she'd literally dealt with me in all of our classes whenever it came down to partner work or actually needing help with stuff, I had assumed she was at least more comfortable dealing with me than she was with being shy.
