The journey that is uni

So, 3 weeks back at university and it doesn't get much easier. The first term here was surreal. The emotions you go through are, and yeah I know its cliche, but a roller coaster. I was so so nervous that September day when I left my house to begin the journey up the motorway to shitty Luton. Saying goodbye to my boyfriend that morning was heart-breaking. I didn't expect it to feel like that, we weren't breaking up, we just weren't going to be seeing each other as easily or as often. I cried the whole 2 hours up to uni. Then it got weird, i saw my new flatmate in the car park and i dunno it was strange seeing her in person after 2 months of emailing. We had the struggle of having to move all my boxes in and try and make my new home comforting so that i wouldn't cry everyday. Saying goodbye to my parents was awful aswell. Anyone going to uni this year or whenever, unless you hate your parents (which i'm sure no one does) nothing will prepare you for saying goodbye to your birth-givers. Luckily for me i had some amazing new people in my life who comforted me and looked after me.
That first night, we all went out and started our uni lives right. But the next night we were all too tired and upset we went to bed at like half 7 and i cried myself to sleep. I cried because my shower was shit like anything set me off it was crazy,
Coming back after Christmas, was easier but i still got upset and i think its just because im such a home bird like, i love my house, my town and i need my family and boyfriend to survive. But now im here i realise that they still help me and they have literally been amazing. My parents are spending so much money just so i can pursue my dreams of becoming a journalist, they come up and see me they send me things and they are just so special. And my boyfriend, bless him, he is just the best thing I could ask for. He makes so much effort to come and see me at least every other weekend. Even after a full week at work he will get in his car and drive up and spend the whole weekend here, treating me to meals and gifts. He makes my heart melt, he is the sweetest (sorry for cringe lines there).
So any advice from me to anyone going to uni is, you may think that you want to come to get away from your fam...but they are the main people who carry you through university. Even if it is just a phone call from your mumma once a week to see if you're still alive and not wasting £9,000!!