Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I went to the first school that offered me a full scholarship (based upon my PSAT score). My family, who were blue collar with six kids, had never been to college and were ecstatic because it was "a private school."
I did not even apply anywhere.
Now that I am older and in a higher social class, I realize that I should have gone to a MUCH better school (probably an Ivy). My standardized tests were off the charts. The college was much too easy for me (I got one B in 4 years, all the rest A's...with minimal work).
If I had gone to the best school I could have gotten into, my trajectory (e.g., who I dated, faculty contacts, work network, references, etc) would have been different. My parents had NO clue, nor did I. Everyone was happy because of the scholarship.
Not a tragedy, but I feel it would have changed a lot.
Wow, this is me, too. Exactly. To the point I checked the date to make sure I hadn't written it a while ago and forgotten. I truly feel it changed my life trajectory, and even now in my late 40s, I can't stop thinking of how my life might have been.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I think it's just been one big long mistake of never believing enough in myself and acting accordingly. I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid to find out I don't have the potential and talent I think I do. It's even more pathetic than having no natural gifts and working really hard and believing you can get there.
I wish I couldn’t relate to this as much as I do. All the squandered opportunities because of this.
Anonymous wrote:I went to the first school that offered me a full scholarship (based upon my PSAT score). My family, who were blue collar with six kids, had never been to college and were ecstatic because it was "a private school."
I did not even apply anywhere.
Now that I am older and in a higher social class, I realize that I should have gone to a MUCH better school (probably an Ivy). My standardized tests were off the charts. The college was much too easy for me (I got one B in 4 years, all the rest A's...with minimal work).
If I had gone to the best school I could have gotten into, my trajectory (e.g., who I dated, faculty contacts, work network, references, etc) would have been different. My parents had NO clue, nor did I. Everyone was happy because of the scholarship.
Not a tragedy, but I feel it would have changed a lot.
Anonymous wrote:I think it's just been one big long mistake of never believing enough in myself and acting accordingly. I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid to find out I don't have the potential and talent I think I do. It's even more pathetic than having no natural gifts and working really hard and believing you can get there.
Anonymous wrote:Biggest regret is not going to college out of high school - family could not afford it, I was pretty sheltered. I didn't have knowledge or confidence to try. Eventually did complete the night school endurance test and earned my bachelors. My life is good, but I wish I'd had the college experience
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Not noticing the signs that my husband was clinically depressed before he killed himself.
I’m so sorry. Sending love.
+1 sorry, PP
+2 this is heartbreaking. I'm sure you did the absolutely best you could with the information you had at the time. There's a reason that people say "the unthinkable happened" - millions and millions of people are depressed, and only a very tiny tiny fraction of them commit suicide. I hope you can find some peace.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:As a tired new mom, I left my son unbuckled in his car seat for 2 hours while driving. Ugh. The guilt.
A lot of us have done that once. I was exhausted, ran an errand with my son and took him out to feed/change him and forgot to put the buckle on. Luckily I realized it pretty quickly and pulled over.
Really??? You must not have much life experience if this is all you got.
Anonymous wrote:As a tired new mom, I left my son unbuckled in his car seat for 2 hours while driving. Ugh. The guilt. [/quote
I know someone who took their crying baby out of the car seat to breastfeed it in the backseat (while husband was driving). In those few minutes the car crashed and the baby was killed.
Always pull over.
And never give into the child's protests. If they know you never drive without the seatbelt. The protests die down.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Not noticing the signs that my husband was clinically depressed before he killed himself.
I’m so sorry. Sending love.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:As a tired new mom, I left my son unbuckled in his car seat for 2 hours while driving. Ugh. The guilt.
I think we have all done that.