My Diary

College part 2

College. The only path my mom truly accepts. To her a degree is the way to get to a future, though my dad never went to college. Not that it matters to her.  College is the tool my mom uses against me. The constant comparisons to other people's children. Showing them in the most positive light, and me in the worst. They have what my mom considers an actual job. While I unfortunately work in grocery. I long for the day that my biggest dream of being a singer comes true so I can tell my mom those four words I've dreamed of saying "I told you so". Maybe then she'd admit college isn't always the pathway to success. She loves to believe that the only path to success is through education though many disagree. The amount of times she mentions the word college is beyond what anyone should. Sometimes I think the whole reason she pushes college so much is because she went. She would love to be able to say she was right and that going to school to get a now meaningless piece of paper was the right path. She lives in the world through a pair of blinders and doesn't see that college isn't always necessary for a career. You could give her all the research and studies in the world and still wouldn't be convinced. I swear she would love to believe the world revolves around her and her opinions. As if her opinions are the only ones that matter. I'll never forget when college was first discussed with me. She made it very clear that I didn't have another option. I had no other choice, I had to go to college and that was that. I only wish that there had been an alternative choice. But even I knew that wasn't happening.