My future - help me.
Man, I hate misplacing things. It’s something that really bugs me.
I can’t find my financial aid packet from the University I want to transfer to in the Fall. I’ve looked EVERYWHERE. I swear my sister threw it away. I emailed them, hopefully they’ll send me a new one.
Ugh, I’m so stressed out over it all. Nobody in my family wants me to move to Tennessee to go to Lee, but it’s where I really want to go. They keep discouraging me and talking about how hard it will be for me to move so far away and have nobody there, and how it’s not all going to be fun and games like at Lee Day, and even going as far as telling me that my three year old cousin, who I absolutely love (like, I feel like she’s my kid sometimes), won’t remember me when I move.
Like, I know. I am very much aware of how hard it’s going to be. I am absolutely terrified to move 14 hours away from Texas to Tennessee. I know it’s going to be tough, it’s college. I’m getting my AA in a month, I know somewhat what to expect.
It just sucks. I have been praying for my future for so long. I have went from applying to a school in NYC, applying to the Disney College Program, and applying to four universities just between January-March. The school in NYC was basically going to not count my AA degree, so I didn’t want to redo all of that. The DCP cut me (submission sucks). I did get into all 4 universities, which is awesome. Two in Texas, one in Oklahoma, and Lee in Tennessee.
ORU in Oklahoma turned out to be too expensive, and SAGU in Texas I just lost interest in. It’s been between Hardin-Simmons and Lee, and I was honestly leaning more towards HSU. It’s only about 70 miles from my family, and I received a $4000 per semester scholarship there until I graduate.
But something kept telling me to check out Lee, so I finally did. I visited there, did an early selection for classes, toured residence halls, walked my class schedule, looked into a lot of clubs, etc. I absolutely loved it. I had prayed before I went that if it was meant for me to go, for me to have an awesome time there. If it wasn’t, for something to happen where I really didn’t like a part of the school.
I’m so in love with it and I want to go back. I know it might seem crazy to choose a school 14 hours away which I haven’t even found out about scholarships for yet (the don’t announce it until June), but it’s where I feel I belong.
I just hate that my family keeps telling me I’m making a mistake. It’s hard enough, scary enough as it is without them discouraging me. I mean, I’m 24 years old, it’s not like I’m a newly graduated teenager planning to move. I’ve lived away from my hometown before, of course it was only 60 miles but still.
Any advice? Has anyone else gone through this? I need prayer, please.
