The entire college admissions process has been extremely difficult for me; I got into my top choice university, but it was impossible to pay for. My dad encouraged me to take out extra student loans to pay for it, but I chose to find a different option. I was considering community college–it’s affordable, and honestly, I can’t afford a university without working full time anyway (I am expected to pay for college all on my own). If I went to a community college, the courses would be easier and I would be able to maintain a better GPA while I worked. There’s one right by my house, too, so I could save money on housing.
My mom, however, got extremely upset at the choice I was leaning towards. She told me that it would be a mistake for me, a 4.0 student who worked all throughout high school to get into a 4 year university, to start off at a community college. She insisted that I accept my admissions offer from the University of North Texas. Now, I was not excited about UNT to begin with. My mom had moved there twice before (my parents are divorced) and had the habit of always moving back to San Antonio, always begging for financial help from my father and me. I figured if I accepted it, she would try to move back up there and utilize me as a source of financial help.
But the asking wouldn’t stop. The pestering wouldn’t stop. It was already April and I hadn’t made a decision on college yet. I took a tour, and hated the campus. I took a look at my financial aid package there, saw it was the best one, and then decided to go ahead and accept an admissions offer.
Now, it is July. I have signed up for my classes. I have a roommate, and I have completed everything I need to in order to move in August 18th. Nothing has been paid yet, but my scholarships are accepted. And my mom did exactly what I thought she would do, and got a job in Denton. To make it worse, she convinced my older sister who goes to UNT to move into an apartment with her. So as soon as they have financial trouble or need help, I would not only screw over my mother, but would also screw over my oldest sister.
More so than all of this, all of the effort I put into high school was to get away from my family and all of their drama. I wanted to be on my own and away, and my mom knows that but decided to move there anyway, even telling my dad that she wants to be closer to me. I hated the school from the beginning, but now I feel like the whole reason I wanted to go to a university is down the drain. I feel like if I stay at home for a little bit, I can at least save money until I figure everything out.
I just don’t know if its too late to make this decision.