I DID IT. I GRADUATED. I'm legit crying.

Last week, I had the official cap-and-gown graduation walk and celebrations. Three minutes ago, I submitted my last assignment.

I AM DONE WITH GRAD SCHOOL. I DID IT.

Two and a half years of intense work, with 4 kids, while working as a substitute teacher, with multiple sclerosis and ADHD, while navigating the intense psychological fallout of leaving a cult and nearly leaving my marriage, and I DID IT. I am a full-fledged graduate with a master's of arts in clinical mental health counseling, will have my associate's license within a month, and have a job at my internship site which is an awesome group practice that pays competitively and has a supportive culture, with a robust but not overwhelming client load carrying over from internship.

I literally had spontaneous tears come when I turned in that assignment. I've never been so damn proud of myself in my life.