The_Cucumber wrote:
In the long run College has a net-positive effect on your self-esteem in the vast majority of cases. This is simply because you are much more likely to find yourself in a field you enjoy.
I agree with you there because it did do me some good, but there were problems, mainly my parents and sister. My parents decided to move to a small town after I graduated high school and thought I'd do well at the small university that was there. My sister was finishing college at the same time I was finishing high school and had been accepted to a graduate school in another state, so my parents also promised me she'd be gone once I started college and my life would be much better.
We moved and she decided to take a class that summer before going away to graduate school. She liked it so much she decided instead she'd stay there and take science classes and try to get into medical school. As a result, she lived with us and of course we still had our conflicts, mainly her trying to push me around. She even tried to put restrictions on study time saying "You can't study all the time." In addition, my parents decided since she wanted to go to medical school, I needed to be supportive of her, which meant whenever she wanted me to go somewhere with her or do something with her, I had no choice but to drop whatever I was doing and join her. If I didn't want to, they'd rant and rave about it how I because I didn't want to do what she did, I had mental problems, etc., it was totally crazy, definitely not what they promised me. She did get into medical school 2 years later and when she left, it did start to get better for me since I was free to do what I wanted, but that didn't last.
Ironically, they said I was crazy for not wanting to go out as much as she did, she was the one who was institutionalized twice because she supposedly couldn't take the stress of medical school She also came home on stress leave, which upset my parents and there was nothing but screaming, yelling, fighting, etc. in the house for months until she went back to school. And of course, I was forced to spend every minute with her, my education pretty much being on the back burner until she went back to school.
She ended up dropping out, which devastated my parents. She had also told her doctors horrible things about them, which also hurt. I felt no sympathy for them at all and felt they got what they deserved. I always knew the way they catered to her, allowed her to mistreat others, never made her deal with anything she didn't like or do what she didn't want, would blow up in their faces one day and when it finally did, I didn't care, since I had suffered in the past because of their putting her on a pedastal.
If she had been gone from the beginning like my parents promised, things might have been better in some ways, but it wasn't to be. You just have to take life as it comes.
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