The chorus of “OMG you got SO skinny” when you get back to campus. TSM.

Being your own thinspo. TSM.

“You need to control your date.” TSM.

A drink at the local coffee house being named after your sorority. TSM.

Watching your little fall in love with your sorority making you fall in love with it all over again. TSM.

All the other babies being openly jealous of the gifts you give your little. TSM.

Having recruitment chants stuck in your head for at least a week after bid day. TSM.

Your sisters begging your boyfriend to find them dates to your semi-formal. NS. Your boyfriend’s brothers begging you to find them dates to your semi-formal. TSM.

Feeling a pit in your stomach when you’re on the receiving end of a “did you hear what your Little just did?” text. TSM.

The race you have with yourself every Sunday to see if you can wake up, sober up, and get your homework done before chapter at 7. TSM.