The end of the second semester and first year of college came as a welcomed relief. It was bitter sweet as the saying goes. I had finally achieved my goal of making it onto the honours list and don’t get me wrong here, I was proud of my accomplishment. But my high expectations and self inflicted pressure had affected more than just myself. I hadn’t taken into account how my personal crusade would affect my family and personal relationships to the extent in which they had. And now that there was some time to breathe, as the dust had time to settle, I began to feel a slight sense of guilt. Was I being a little selfish? No way, that’s crazy. How could it be selfish to want to improve yourself, to educate yourself and to take the necessary steps to better provide for your family and your child? How is it selfish to want a better life and future for you and your family? How could it be selfish to want to be one of the best and graduate with honours? Was it selfish to expect my partner to help out more around the house while I was in school or to have less time with my child because I needed to work nights to get by? Short term pain for long time gain, right? After all, I was doing this for us. I shouldn’t feel bad about going back to school, should I? Then why, on my way to accomplishing something so worthwhile, do I? Hold on. Did I really just question my motives for going back to school? What a stupid question. The worst thing I can do right now is doubt myself. And even worse than that would be to give up. So I won’t.
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Shauna QuinnNo stranger to taking the road less travelled, I must admit those not so great choices made me who I am and led me to where I am right now, which happens to be exactly where I am supposed to be. Archives
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