Anonymous wrote:When my brother called in May after his second semester in college, I picked up the phone, and he asked if his report card had arrived. I said it had, and he asked me to open it. I did, and he asked if it was 0.0. I said "yes" and he said "I won't be coming home for the summer." He osviously hadn't been going to class, and my parents stopped paying. He stayed in his college town, and eventually got a job working in a factory. My parents would not support him.
He worked in the factory for about a year before he decided that he didn't want that to be his life for the next 50 years.
He begged his way back into college, and he ended up doing really well. He graduated and went on to work on his master's. He needed that time to grow up.
Good luck. Tough love.
Anonymous wrote:Not kidding 0.33. First semester freshman. No college anymore!
Anonymous wrote:I feel your pain. We are three semesters in and things aren't a whole lot better.
Anonymous wrote:OP here. Thanks everyone. We're in re-grouping mode, and all hope that it's a blip on the path to adulthood. Too much freedom and immaturity. Bad combo.
Anonymous wrote:Not kidding 0.33. First semester freshman. No college anymore!
Anonymous wrote:Not kidding 0.33. First semester freshman. No college anymore!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Not kidding 0.33. First semester freshman. No college anymore!
Uh oh - you done fucked up as a mom. What happened? To much drinking, smoking, fucking, partying?
Ok on a more serious note -
Depression?
Medical issues?
Someone fucked up, but it wasn't OP. Her DS is an adult. He lives out of the house. He messed up.
I wasn't being serious.
It genuinely could be the latter two issues. Did he/she go far away for college?
In my case, I would've done so much better if I lived at home and commuted to a small and UG focused institution.