Just like that, my 1L year has come to a close. It’s hard to believe that a year ago I had no idea what I was getting myself into, and if I tried to go back and tell myself what I know now, I don’t think even I would believe me…
BUT I HAVE SURVIVED TO TELL THE TALE.
Aside from the copious amount of law that I’ve learned over the past nine months, I’ve learned an insane amount about resilience and who I am.
Here are three of the biggest lessons that I’ve learned from being a 1L.
- You’re Never Alone
The first year of law school is weird because it is one of the very few times where you’re truly not going through this alone. No matter how much more prepared you believe other people to be, they’re not. Every 1L is in the same boat trying to figure out what’s going on. I can’t count on two hands the amount I’ve times that I’ve thought to myself, “I feel like I’m the only one who feels [insert a multitude of synonyms for frustrated here],” only to express it to friends and hear a resounding “SAME!”
2. It’s Okay to Feel Guilty… If It Means You’re Taking Care of Yourself
Stress is easy. Finding and taking the time to take care of yourself is a lot harder. So when you’re drowning in reading and studying it can be hard to try and process going to work out or even take a walk. You start thinking, “Okay, it will take me 10 minutes to go to the gym, 45 minutes to work out, 10 minutes in the sauna, and 10 minutes to drive home again.” Or I could just stay home and read/prepare for tomorrow. Usually, staying home to read/prepare wins out (even when it turns into telling myself that I’ll read in the morning and watch Netflix now). TAKE THE TIME. If there’s one thing that I regret about this year, it’s that I didn’t take better care of myself by working out more to relieve stress.
It’s not worth feeling guilty over something that will make you feel better in the end.
3. It’s Not A Solo Effort (Say Thank You)
No matter how much it feels like it, I could not have done this year of law school completely on my own. I may have put in the effort reading, writing, and taking exams, but I would not have survived without the other people in my life. Thank you to Spencer for being willing to pick up my slack in cooking and cleaning when I felt like I never had the time to contribute. Thank you to my Gal Pals who were always there to get our nails done or get coffee when everything got too crazy. Thank you to the ones who have gone through this before who have talked me out of going crazy every step of the way. Thank you to the friends who were always a text away when I would go into hiding to try and escape the craziness. But most of all, thank you to my family (and Spencer’s) who have supported me through every step of this crazy journey. I’m so lucky to have had the support system that I had, and I would not be where I am today with the joint effort of EVERYONE around me, so THANK YOU.