while we’re at it ... i left greek life after one semester of being initiated because i was made to feel like such an outsider that i would only go back to the house if i needed to sleep or eat. i would skip meals to avoid the people who made me feel like this. i spent wayyy too

much damn time crying and feeling worthless because i came to greek life for a sense of belonging and what i got was the exact opposite. I had to leave school for and go home to seek treatment because of this. my grades, mental and physical health suffered because of this. I

stayed for awhile because there were certain people who supported me and showed me they cared, but i came to the conclusion that i do not want to ever fight to feel seen, heard, or valued ever again. Sisterhood meant nothing to those people and unfortunately overshadowed those

who showed me what true sisterhood was. I’m not saying this to start shit or to talk shit on greek life, because it’s not always like this and there are many positives, but parts can be toxic as fuck too. it’s important to be able to speak my truth on the situation. I went to

greek life after i got out of an incredibly emotionally abusive relationship and needed a support group. After the initial influx of love, it quickly became clear to me from a specific group that i was not wanted. I have never felt more alone in my life. That shit is not okay.

If it weren’t for my big, I don’t think I would’ve made it through the semester. Greek life should be a place where everyone feels equally valued, heard, and respected. Greek life should be a place where you unconditionally support your sisters/brothers. I went through

recruitment 3 times at Millikin because I was so passionate about the greek community and I wanted more than anything to be apart of something bigger, to belong to a community. It wasn’t worth it. That is not to say that I don’t love the chapter I was in, or my sisters. I love it

with all that I am, but i learned the hard way to never beg for love in return from anyone or anything. Most all of my sisters loved me unconditionally and I will never forget that nor do i want to belittle those that showed me love/support through my time at axo. The few that

didn’t, or looked the other way when it went down hurt me in a way I can’t describe, at a time in my life when i needed support i didn’t know how to ask for. Kindness is free and will never be wasted. I thought for months about if i should drop or not, and i came to the

conclusion that no one should ever feel the way i did, and if i decided to stay i would be disrespecting myself. Leaving was the way i knew how to stand up for myself. There are other factors that went into this decision, but this thread is already a novel so I’ll stop here. I

planned on just dropping quietly and letting the whole thing go, but in light of other people’s courage, and with great respect to them, i felt that i should be able to speak my truth. this may seem small, or like something I could’ve gotten over, but honestly it really fucked me

up and shit, what to i have to lose. anywayyyy ya that’s my story !!