In high school, I was basically a golden child. I had the highest SAT scores on record in my school, graduated Magna Cum Laude, and went to college on a full-tuition scholarship. In my first semester of college, however, this all started to decay. I’ve always struggled with mental illness, but it really blossomed in the college environment; I missed tests because I was too paranoid and afraid to even leave my dorm, I slept through classes because I didn’t have the motivation to move or shower, etc. This, in turn, made my already rocky relationship with my parents even worse.
Through this rather difficult situation, the only person truly there for me was an ex-boyfriend from high school, who I reconnected with early in August. We had broken up due to the disapproval of my parents (who literally threatened to disown me if I continued seeing him), and when they found out we were speaking, they did just that. All of a sudden, I had no monetary support - no job, no car to get a job, and no professional/medical help for my problems.
With debt piling up and no way to pay it (or even take out loans, as I was under 18 and still technically unemancipated), I dropped out of college. I moved back to my hometown, living with my boyfriend’s parents and eventually in my own apartment. At the moment, I don’t have much direction in my life; the only thing that I do, really, is work a customer service job for barely more than minimum wage.
I don’t want that to be my life. I always had a lot of ambition, especially back in high school, and I want to find a career that I actually enjoy (and one that can support a family). The thing is, though, I have absolutely no idea how to get back on my feet from here.
I would go back to a four-year university, but I’m afraid of living in debt. I would attend a technical college (there’s a pretty well-regarded one in my area), but not only did my parents hammer a stigma against two-year colleges into my mind, there are no programs offered that I actually think I would like (save for the education transfer program, but that brings the debt problem into question once again, and the job market is pretty bad).
I guess that’s the root of the problem. In high school and during my first stint in college, my parents were quick to plan my life for me. They told me that I liked Finance, so lo and behold, I majored in Finance. The thing is, though, that was never my dream, but theirs. Now that I’m on my own, I have no idea what my dreams actually are. I just want to make money and live comfortably.
I know that this post was incredibly long-winded and doesn’t have much of a point to it, but is there any advice that you all could give me? Thank you!