I am a sophomore in community college and I stay messing up.
My first semester, I had no idea what I was doing and upset that all my friends were out partying and living on campus at these beautiful universities and I assumed since I went to community I did not have to try. Boy was I wrong. I ended my first college semester with a 1.2 GPA. I decided second semester, I really need to get my st together or else I would not be able to transfer to a UC (the reason I went to community in the first place. I was a good student in high school (3.3 GPA) but not good enough for UC’s. I started the year off strong, but took on a heavy load of 16 units while working two jobs and trying to maintain a social life. Surprisingly, I was able to handle it until one day in February, I was leaving school and a text-and-driver rear ended me getting on the freeway. I ended up getting a pretty bad concussion, and I had one teacher say I had to come to class (cannot miss more than 3) or else I would be dropped. I went to school with a concussion, since I was not resting it took me a few months of recovery. I could not focus on school, and I started to get severe migraines to the point where I thought I was going to pass out. I have been diagnosed with anxiety since junior high, but after the accident I developed a panic disorder which disabled me from doing many every day activities such as homework and my waitressing job which use to come as second nature to me. I ended that semester with a 2.8 GPA. Still a significant raise from my first semester. I took summer school and got a 4.0. I thought I was heading down a good path. Then this fall semester was literally Satan. I do not even know who to describe how this semester made me feel. One month into school, I got bronchitis. But the doctors would not diagnose me with bronchitis. Instead, they told me the chest pain was just from anxiety and that my cough was from a common cold virus going around. I had such terrible chest pain, I was in urgent care almost every week. Then they took 2 EKG’s, blood tests, chest x-rays, and diagnosed me with having gastroesophagal reflux disease and put me on this weird strict diet. I stuck too it, ate no acidic foods, no coffee, nothing that can cause acid reflex. The pain still persisted and the cough was still present and getting worse day-to-day. The FIFTH doctor I saw finally prescribed me antibiotics and after a month of bronchitis I was better again. Life was good…UNTIL about 3 days after I was off antibiotics and health returned, some a-hole pushed me down twice at a concert because I was in his way during a mosh pit and I got a very severe concussion from the impact of my head hitting the floor twice. I did not realize I had a concussion and finally went to the doctor’s 4 days later, because that is how long I had a never-ending migraine for. They told me my concussion was gone at this point, but I had post-concussive syndrome. Due to the fact that I had recently had a concussion 8 months prior. Those symptoms still have not fully gone away and disabled me for about a month. I spent a month not being able to focus on any school work. I still tried my best and managed another heavy load I decided to foolishly take on (17 units). How far behind I got and my not-so-great academic standing triggered my anxiety and depression to an extreme. When they say depression is disabling, it really truly is. I did not discover that until this semester. I found myself multiple times laying in bed not wanting to be alive and finding it hard to make it to class. It was not until two weeks ago, I went to my professor’s office to discuss my grades that I had a mental breakdown and was walked over to crisis counseling. They are having me go on the disabilities program at school now to help with my anxiety. I think I can handle it when life is not sting on me, though? Regardless, it is a professionals recommendation so I am going to take it and have been to her offices a few times to control my emotions and make it through to this semester. I am still very depressed, and I know my grades will not be the best this semester. I am still in finals, but I already know I have received a D in one of my classes. I am seeing about getting replacement units for it, but since It is not a core class or required for my major the admissions office might not permit it. I am still waiting to hear back from them. SO that is the background story, this is the question:
Is there any hope of getting into a decent college as a transfer? I am probably going to stay an extra year at community, because I want to be a bio major and messed up did not take the right classes.
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I wanted to be a pediatrician, but I believe there is no recovering from this. NO matter how many mental illnesses, breakdowns and doctors notes stand by my side.
IS THERE HOPE?
Or do I have to settle for a whatever college that requires a 2.5 GPA and settle for a major like business and work in a cubicle for the rest of my life?
This semester literally tore my heart out, all I have ever wanted to do was be a doctor and I do not even know if that is possible. Do postgrad/medical schools care to hear your story?
Help, I am so lost and sad over this. I have no idea what I am doing with my life…