My experience
I thought I had made the right choice in life when I decided to obtain a college degree. I
believed in the American Dream, the white house, picket fence, a car, job, two children
and some money to pay the bills. However, while obtaining my degree I got involved in a
relationship which involved creating a child that belonged to me. The scenario changed
my life up to this moment. I was trying to make sure she had enough to live and we could
stay out of the ugly face of poverty. Though my mother was living when I had my first
child, it was not enough. I needed a family who could support me and help with the
finances as well. But I discovered my family was just large in numbers but …show more content…
I bought one lemon car after another trying to have
transportation to do the normal things in life. I was living off student loans making sure
my daughter made it through high school. My face was completely covered with
blackheads because of stress, lack of sleep, worrying, anger, frustration, and eating junk
foods to make a meal. I was ashamed of what I had achieved. I considered myself a
failure.
I kept telling myself that attending college was a waste of time. I could have gotten a
job at one of the mills and been content. Somehow, I believed that education was the one
true thing which would give me my faith and happiness back. After seven years of doing
self-employed jobs here and there, I eventually had another son. One year after that son, I
had another son which led me to getting my tubes tied for no more pregnancies. By now,
I was totally dependent on the government funds for survival. My life became a painful
mess without a husband. I was looking for love in all the wrong places, in men.
Somehow, I never gave up and I continued to keep my mind active as I raised my
children. My daughter did well and continued to be a success. I failed my son who