Accepting my offer to come to UT was the absolute right choice for me, but it completely turned several worlds upside down. My life in New York was lovely and comfortable and mine. But it was also a life that revolved around other people. My job was taking care of children, and when I went home, I took care of my best friend in a major and all-consuming way. I remember telling him I was going to accept my offer, and he got angry with me. He later apologized but I realised that he depended on me for so many things and I was leaving him. I felt such enormous guilt and anxiety, because I also needed to be needed. It has been so hard to prioritise myself. I still long for my other life, and I still worry about how my absence impacts him on a daily basis.