Failure In College Essay

Failure is a relative term. What one perceives as failure, may not be exactly what another might. The failure I have experienced in the past year has not been conventional. I did not fail any classes, or fail at making friends at the University of Arizona, I simply failed at throughly understanding how much the University of Colorado Boulder meant to me. That might sound corny, but when you grew up coming to every sporting event your dad could take you to, you fall in love with CU pretty easily. I had always said I would go to CU, that was the dream. As time passed, and senior year rolled around I felt the need for change. I wanted to be different from the rest of my family, and forge my own unique path in life. August came, I packed up my possessions, and headed south, to Tucson.
I must admit in the days when I was deciding I felt as though I had not succeeded in my goals. I failed in the pursuit of a college experience in another state. Then, eventually, I found clarity. What felt like a failure, an end to my independent adventure, was just the beginning. The experiences I have gained in Arizona are invaluable to my growth as a human. I learned how to thrive in a school setting, despite it not being ideal for my education. I developed social skills I never needed growing up in a small town, with the same friends from kindergarten to graduation. In some aspects, I failed. However, this failure has changed me. I became self aware, and I matured. The adventure I dreamed about is not coming to a close. Hopefully, it is progressing to a place better suited for me. Knowing that I could make the decision to pursue coming back to Colorado, has assured me that in the future I can make the important decisions for the betterment of myself, despite how challenging they may seem. Throughout this time of failure, I blossomed into a more confident person, which is a vital skill I will need when my future career in journalism takes