When I read this assignment I was thinking forever on when I had to “clean house”. I never had to clean house with a friend, relative, boyfriend, etc. so I found it really hard to start this assignment. After letting it go for a little while, all of a sudden I remembered that huge change I made, leaving Millersville University. This was cleaning house, this was leaving that part of my life behind me and moving on.
Cleaning house to me is when there’s someone or something in your life that is bringing you down and not letting you be yourself or live up to your fullest potential. Sometimes it can make you feel as though you’re in some kind of rut. Nothing seems like it’s going right and your whole life is affected by this one person or place.
After I graduated high school my next step was college. Well I thought Millersville was the place for me, far enough away from home but close enough in case I needed to go home. It has a great elementary education program so everything seemed right. It started off ok and I made friends and was happy, so I thought. On my second year in I noticed things weren’t going well. I thought things with my advisor would get better, they didn’t. I thought that I would eventually have Professors that I loved, that didn’t happen either. The friends I thought were so great, weren’t so great. Things started getting out of control so to speak.
Whenever I needed to talk to someone whether it be my professor, advisor, bursars office, no one seemed like they wanted to help and it was as though I was bothering them or “putting them out”. I didn’t understand because it was their job to help me in that certain area. I began to feel alone and confused. I didn’t know what to do because the people I needed to help me and answer my questions weren’t very helpful at all.
Classes were horrible, professors didn’t know your name because their were so many people in the class. Extra help from the professors was near impossible too because they had very limited office hours so I began to get frustrated with classes.
The girls I had been friends with all of a sudden seemed to turn on me because I had made more friends and apparently this was not acceptable to them. I didn’t know that once you had a group a friends that was it you couldn’t make anymore. I’m not one to be friends with ONE group, never have been. I like being friends with lots of people.
All of these things really took a toll on me, physically and mentally. I began to get sick, had stomach problems. Seemed like I was getting anything that was going around. I couldn’t eat food from the dining hall or I’d get sick. I knew something was wrong and something had to be done. I didn’t know what the right thing to do was. I didn’t want to disappoint my parents and say I was coming home, they would take this as I was giving up.
Finally I couldn’t take it anymore, I couldn’t live like that. I had to do something, my health was horrible, I was upset all the time. I made the call, “mom, I really think I need to come home, I can’t stay here anymore. I hate it, I’m sick all of the time, I can’t get my work done, I miss home.”
I remember how mad my mom sounded, just like I thought, disappointed. My dad even said he was disappointed in me. I thought , “well guess that was the wrong decision”. I came home and the following semester went to the community college to make up some credits and to decide what my next step would be.
Coming home was the best thing for me, I was so much happier home. This is where I wanted to be. I’ve been going back in forth with thinking did I make the right decision, but I know I did. I’m not going to lie it wasn’t easy and it took so long to get my life back on track.
I’ve gone back and forth with thinking I’ve messed up and I am a disappointed to this is me and I’ll get things done and do things in my own time. Everyone’s different and you can’t compare yourself to others. You need to do what’s right for you not someone else. Cleaning house with Millersville is what was right for me and I can now say that I’m so happy with the decision I’ve made.
Cleaning house to me is when there’s someone or something in your life that is bringing you down and not letting you be yourself or live up to your fullest potential. Sometimes it can make you feel as though you’re in some kind of rut. Nothing seems like it’s going right and your whole life is affected by this one person or place.
After I graduated high school my next step was college. Well I thought Millersville was the place for me, far enough away from home but close enough in case I needed to go home. It has a great elementary education program so everything seemed right. It started off ok and I made friends and was happy, so I thought. On my second year in I noticed things weren’t going well. I thought things with my advisor would get better, they didn’t. I thought that I would eventually have Professors that I loved, that didn’t happen either. The friends I thought were so great, weren’t so great. Things started getting out of control so to speak.
Whenever I needed to talk to someone whether it be my professor, advisor, bursars office, no one seemed like they wanted to help and it was as though I was bothering them or “putting them out”. I didn’t understand because it was their job to help me in that certain area. I began to feel alone and confused. I didn’t know what to do because the people I needed to help me and answer my questions weren’t very helpful at all.
Classes were horrible, professors didn’t know your name because their were so many people in the class. Extra help from the professors was near impossible too because they had very limited office hours so I began to get frustrated with classes.
The girls I had been friends with all of a sudden seemed to turn on me because I had made more friends and apparently this was not acceptable to them. I didn’t know that once you had a group a friends that was it you couldn’t make anymore. I’m not one to be friends with ONE group, never have been. I like being friends with lots of people.
All of these things really took a toll on me, physically and mentally. I began to get sick, had stomach problems. Seemed like I was getting anything that was going around. I couldn’t eat food from the dining hall or I’d get sick. I knew something was wrong and something had to be done. I didn’t know what the right thing to do was. I didn’t want to disappoint my parents and say I was coming home, they would take this as I was giving up.
Finally I couldn’t take it anymore, I couldn’t live like that. I had to do something, my health was horrible, I was upset all the time. I made the call, “mom, I really think I need to come home, I can’t stay here anymore. I hate it, I’m sick all of the time, I can’t get my work done, I miss home.”
I remember how mad my mom sounded, just like I thought, disappointed. My dad even said he was disappointed in me. I thought , “well guess that was the wrong decision”. I came home and the following semester went to the community college to make up some credits and to decide what my next step would be.
Coming home was the best thing for me, I was so much happier home. This is where I wanted to be. I’ve been going back in forth with thinking did I make the right decision, but I know I did. I’m not going to lie it wasn’t easy and it took so long to get my life back on track.
I’ve gone back and forth with thinking I’ve messed up and I am a disappointed to this is me and I’ll get things done and do things in my own time. Everyone’s different and you can’t compare yourself to others. You need to do what’s right for you not someone else. Cleaning house with Millersville is what was right for me and I can now say that I’m so happy with the decision I’ve made.
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