I’m sorry if this is not the correct forum for this topic; I didn’t see any sections that fit well, but I wanted to talk to people specifically on CC. The reason I opted for the parents forum? Life experience mostly: something I don’t come into contact with as often as I’d like. Frankly, I just don’t know who to talk to. I don’t have friends, I can’t afford therapy, and my parents don’t want to get into any of this. Excuse me if it seems like I am pleading victimhood; I am not a victim, and believing such doesn’t seem to provide any utility.
I’ll try to condense this behemoth of a story into something that is neither too time-consuming to read or too light on important details. Alas, writing is not my strong suit, so I apologize if I get into the weeds a bit. Let’s get into it.
I’m 19 and haven’t attended college yet. I graduated high school in 2016 as the class valedictorian. I’m still surprised that I managed to do that. Between dealing with burgeoning mental issues and parental pressure for leaving the traditional family religion, I had a very hard time consistently spending time on school - or anything for that matter. This was not due to lack of time. I probably squandered in excess of 80% of my free time just laying in bed (depressed) or mindlessly surfing the web. In addition to that, for most of my senior year, I went to bed at or around 4am (including the night before the ACT…). I’ve never seen a mental health professional because I don’t have the money and my parents and I don’t get along too well. Based on cursory readings of pertinent literature, I assume I’m probably bipolar (like my older brother).
My accomplishments: 4.0 GPA, 34 ACT, 8 APs, self-taught programmer, 13th/300 in the state’s premier academic competition, (insert more valedictorian-esque veiled bragging here). I did those things because I wanted to. Academics were all I had to feel significant. My parents didn’t seem to care. If anything, they were upset with me. I used academics as an escape from school life (where I had no close friends) and home life (where I had no apparent friends). I saw academics as my way out of proverbial hell. If I could do well academically, I could get into a good school and start a new life, right? Almost.
I didn’t understand admissions as well as I should have, and my school’s counselors weren’t equipped to enlighten me on anything other than state schools’ admissions. In the last few weeks before the Common App deadlines of schools I was interested in, I finally came to my senses and in a fit of caffeine-fueled hypomania managed to write all of the essays, obtain recommendation letters, etc. I submitted all of my applications and… didn’t get into a single school on my list.
The only school I got into was a public state school. Five minutes from my parent’s house. Where ~40% of my high school’s population will be going. I fell into an incredibly deep depression. I didn’t attend college. I still haven’t even made plans to attend college. I just don’t know what to do. I think I’ll just attend the state school. I can still get a full-ride scholarship, but I’d have to wait until admissions open for the 2018-2019 academic year (I didn’t even apply anywhere for 2017-2018).
If you’ve read this far, wow. Thank you. Do you have any advice for me? What do I do? Who should I talk to? Feeling lost.
