Rejected
Trying to get into nursing school debilitated me.
I’m an A student. At least my GPA says so. Some classes have fallen short. Life happened and I couldn’t give it my all without compromising my mental health. Does the administration care? No.
Simply put, they are preparing you for the force that is nursing school, and the career that follows. That means, you can expect burn out, missed family and friends, lack of funds, poor health and nutrition. “Oh, but we are just preparing you for what's to come.”
I am miserable.
I wasted countless hours driving back and forth to campus. My bedroom door locked, isolated away from my family. Yelling at my children and spouse to give me space. I lost sleep, I gained weight, I threw up, I starved.
This ambition was killed.
Not because I was rejected from schools, but because my sacrifice was not rewarded.
I spent money, time, energy, love, and life. In return I have nothing. An abusive relationship.
My options? Retake classes. Give more money. Give more time. Give all of my energy. Ignore my children. Forsake my spouse.
There’s a lump in my throat. Knives shooting down my cheeks, cascading from my eyes.
I am lost.
Years have gone by for a goal that I don’t even want anymore. I lost myself in the process.
They are preparing future nurses to burnout. The crisis starts in school.