It's hard to explain how alone I feel sometimes, even when I'm constantly surrounded by people. I live in a house with 30 girls, and even when my roommate and her BFF are sitting across from me, the two living in the room connected to ours are walking in and out and voices are flowing strongly and clearly up the stairwell that leads to my bed, I feel like I'm in a bubble. I feel invisible.
I know I'm not one of those girls. I'm not your typical sorority girl - the girl always surrounded by sisters, always latching arms with another, smiling, laughing, impeccable posture holding up a confident face. The one who absorbs the constant flow o