@Thorsmom66 and parents of other kids who are struggling
First, I am sorry your child is struggling. It is so hard to watch our kids suffer, and it feels, to them, like they are alone in their struggles, but I truly believe the vast majority of kids struggle with some, and sometimes all, aspects of freshman year adjustment. Both my S24 and my D24 have struggled in their own unique ways.
Second, I am a huge believer in creating options. Applying to transfer is a far cry from deciding to transfer. For a kid who is struggling, maybe it would help them to consider transferring and fill out those applications. If things get better, they can always decide to stay. An application is not a commitment. But, on the flip side, if they don’t fill out applications to other schools where they think they may be happier, that will certainly mean they have fewer options at the end of second semester.
Unfortunately, for many schools, you have to complete a full year before you can actually transfer. One of my daughter’s best friends finished her fist semester of college last year, then went home, thinking she could transfer, but had to learn the hard way that the schools she wanted to transfer to required her to complete a full year of undergrad before she could be considered a transfer student.
That said, I also agree that, for most students, second semester will be better. When it comes to making friends and finding a group, I remind my kids that it take substantial time to really get to know someone’s character. Sure, some kids may be the life of the party and make connections quickly, but it takes time for someone to see that your kid is the one who can be trusted to keep a confidence, the one who will step up in an emergency, the one who will make sure their friends make it home safely, the one who is accountable, the one who is consistently kind.
Many hugs to everyone whose kids are struggling. I am reminded again of how much I value this safe space. It seems like, in “real life,” almost all my friends (except my very close friends) just put on the smiley happy face and rave that their kid is in the “perfect” place and that everything is “perfect.” We all know it’s not true, but we do it anyway.