Stop the world, I want to get off

I can not believe how quickly this year has gone by. I remember in September thinking how the weeks were dragging on but once October came it's been a nonstop roller coaster ride through life. And now I'm sitting here with two weeks left of school studying for finals. Is the rest of my life planning on flying by this fast?

I finished off my casework for Urban Soc by spending time at a crisis center for women who were victims of domestic abuse, child prostitution, trafficking, the list goes on. In the center, there is a room specifically designated for crying. It is completely unfurnished except for blue matting on the floor, reminiscent of my gymnastics days, but used for those who prefer punching out their frustrations. These women will go in there for as long as they need to and scream, sob, and bang their heads until they've exhausted themselves and feel like they have achieved some sort of release. While I find this rather upsetting to watch (it's not every day that you see a bunch of grown women sobbing like children), it is entirely necessary for their healing process.

Doing casework has really changed my outlook on life. The world is a pretty fucked-up place, and I'm not sure if I'm going to be ready to leave my perfect college bubble of keggers and theme parties in two fucking years.

Obviously I can't just bury my head in the ground and hope my problems go away, but is there a fucking pause button for life? Or at least a crying room for the rest of us?