I Hate People That Hate Me
I get sick of people telling me about how they worked through college and how they started working at 16 and paid for college on their own blah blah blah. Okay great, good for you. However, they always do it to make me feel like the bad guy. It's almost like they are shaming me for having parents who paid for my education. I never worked until I turned 22 (am 24 now) because my parents wanted me to focus on school. They wanted me to obtain high marks, which I did, and wanted me to do enjoy the experience. I did not enjoy my college experience at all but that's for a lot of personal type reasons.
I lived on campus in my own private apartment without a roommate. I was bought a brand new laptop, printer, and tv just for my new place. I still have my old laptop but it barely gets used as it is nearing 10 years old come 2019. My parents also bought me groceries and had some dining hall plan for me also. I was well taken care of up there. They didn't let me take my car, which made me mad but oh well. All my life I have had people discredit me.
In elementary school some girl found out where i lived and told everyone. I lived in a big house and from that day forward I was dubbed the rich kid. Had a basement full of toys that could rival any Toys R Us but that never made life easier. It never made me any real friends. It never made any of my problems go away.
In middle and highschool I was always given $20s for lunch money. No other kid was given that much and I kept having to deal with idiots asking me for money so they could get whatever from the school store. I never would give them any money except I bought something for a "friend" once. Everytime we went in there she seemed to expect me to pick up her tab also, which I shut down real fast. She would grab a bottle of pepsi and just put it on the counter and just look at me like Uh you gonna get mine too?
Used to get people who would try to cut me off in the school parking lot and someone scratched my car good because I drove the newest and most expensive car in the student lot. Scratches show up real good if your car is black. All of this coupled with being ugly and weird never made my life any easier.
People just don't get it. My dad is currently talking to his friend who works in the field I went to school for. It sounds like I might be getting a foot in the door possibly. I can just hear it now all the discrediting going on for this potential opportunity. Oh well you didn't work for this you just got here because of so and so. Can't even get a job on your own without your parents help blah blah blah. I did try and I didn't get anywhere really. Got a few interviews but got turned down because I don't have experience in that field. The only job I did land on my own I had to eventually quit because it was really messing with my mental health. I don't know how people can cashier and not want to kill someone.
I'm just tired of people judging the crap out of me and thinking that I don't know what struggling is like. I may not have struggled like you have but we aren't all supposed to have carbon copy experiences. I didn't come from an abusive background, I didn't come from poverty or lived on the streets or anything but that doesn't mean I didn't have my own set of problems.
I lived on campus in my own private apartment without a roommate. I was bought a brand new laptop, printer, and tv just for my new place. I still have my old laptop but it barely gets used as it is nearing 10 years old come 2019. My parents also bought me groceries and had some dining hall plan for me also. I was well taken care of up there. They didn't let me take my car, which made me mad but oh well. All my life I have had people discredit me.
In elementary school some girl found out where i lived and told everyone. I lived in a big house and from that day forward I was dubbed the rich kid. Had a basement full of toys that could rival any Toys R Us but that never made life easier. It never made me any real friends. It never made any of my problems go away.
In middle and highschool I was always given $20s for lunch money. No other kid was given that much and I kept having to deal with idiots asking me for money so they could get whatever from the school store. I never would give them any money except I bought something for a "friend" once. Everytime we went in there she seemed to expect me to pick up her tab also, which I shut down real fast. She would grab a bottle of pepsi and just put it on the counter and just look at me like Uh you gonna get mine too?
Used to get people who would try to cut me off in the school parking lot and someone scratched my car good because I drove the newest and most expensive car in the student lot. Scratches show up real good if your car is black. All of this coupled with being ugly and weird never made my life any easier.
People just don't get it. My dad is currently talking to his friend who works in the field I went to school for. It sounds like I might be getting a foot in the door possibly. I can just hear it now all the discrediting going on for this potential opportunity. Oh well you didn't work for this you just got here because of so and so. Can't even get a job on your own without your parents help blah blah blah. I did try and I didn't get anywhere really. Got a few interviews but got turned down because I don't have experience in that field. The only job I did land on my own I had to eventually quit because it was really messing with my mental health. I don't know how people can cashier and not want to kill someone.
I'm just tired of people judging the crap out of me and thinking that I don't know what struggling is like. I may not have struggled like you have but we aren't all supposed to have carbon copy experiences. I didn't come from an abusive background, I didn't come from poverty or lived on the streets or anything but that doesn't mean I didn't have my own set of problems.
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