First of all, I’d like to thank every single person who’s ever read my writing, encouraged me in this journey, and sent me pictures of dogs when I’m feeling down. You know who you are and you’re so, so appreciated, even if your name isn’t mentioned specifically on this list.
To my mother, for letting me finish ‘just one more chapter’ at 1am on a school night.
To my father, for pushing me to pursue my passions with reckless abandon.
To the rest of my family, for always supporting me no matter how far away I move.
To Ariel and Abby, for immediately discussing how to get me home for Thanksgiving in case I would be alone, and so much more.
To Nick, for existing.
To Callie, Rachel, and Sarah, for having my back and spending quality time with me in a shitty apartment with pizza rolls, comfy furniture, and delightfully vapid conversation.
To Elise, for being there for me even when you’re in Japan.
To Rodney, for (perhaps unwittingly) inspiring me to share my writing in the first place.
To Shaun, for being a shitty teacher when it came to remembering my name (I still have the poetry book signed for ‘Anastasia…’), but an incredible human being who pushed me to write even when it was ugly, emotional, and uncomfortable.
To Savanna, for listening patiently while I sob on the phone for hours and still wanting to be my friend.
To Alexis, for reading everything I send and reminding me that sometimes it’s the little things in life that bring us the most joy.
To Grace and Victoria, for sharing an unforgettable piece of my life.