"you have to realize that some of these kids aren't going to college to be happy. they're going because they need money to take care of their families."
the line struck a chord with me, as i realized it hit close to home. as much as i loathed my major and the people who surrounded me... i wasn't here for my own personal fulfillment. i knew coming into college that i "finding myself" and those lasting college memories were going to take a back burner to the real reason i was here. i was here because i was desperately trying to break the cycle of poverty and unhappiness i had grown up in. it wasn't about me... it was about the people who depended on me--the people who literally needed me--to succeed. failure was not an option at this point.
was this going to be the story of my life?
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