As a teenager I always felt quite out of place and had the urge to leave as soon as possible, despite being popular and regarded as a happy, individualistic little girl. Upon achieving my great escape I moved to Ireland, struggled a lot, got an eating disorder and a major depression. Two years later I am in my third study, at a third university in a third country. Still fighting hard but being as self reflecting  as ever and most likely will be finishing my wishy washy liberal arts and sciences degree. Yes I found a way to not decide! :D
Amsterdam