When starting out as a college student one might feel like they are free to do as they wish and roam around a new place and have new experiences without the watchful eyes of parents. I experienced this my freshman year and was happy to know that I could do as I please and be able to pull money out of my account and never run out because my parents would always keep money available to me. Everything was great my first semester and I was able to do all the things I enjoyed and would never run out of money. But then things changed and I was thrown off my cloud of happiness and into a brutal reality.
One day I tried to get money out of my account to buy food and for some reason it said that I didn't have enough to withdraw. I called my mom wondering why this was and she hit me with a full blow to the chest. "Your father has been laid off and we don't have enough money to support you without the help of financial aid". I was shocked. In my young freshman mind I believed that my parents would always be able to support me and have no problems doing so. But this dark reality remained that I now had to find a way to make money for myself since there wasn't enough that my parents could give me.
I was in a cave that made me believe I could be dependent on my parents all throughout college, but I was wrong and the shock of this reality scared me enough to not know what to do. I was in a shadow of my own innocents. I had seen this new light and it was a scary new place. At first I wasn’t sure what to do. I needed to find a way to make enough money to help my parents pay for the rest of my housing and college funds. I was able to get a job working as an assistant in the theatre on campus and make enough for my personal spending, which I also had to cut back on what I would normally buy.
I was able to break away from this cave and find a way to survive in this new light. My parents were proud of me and thankful that I was able to find something so quickly. I know can take classes and get whatever I need with the help of financial aid and working 15 hours a week. It isn’t the most fun reality but now I am at least making it through every week well fed and not worrying about how much I spent during the week. It was a struggle to make everything work but I was able to break away from my cave and see this new light and become a more independent person. My dad was able to secure a new job and I am now less of a financial burden to my parents.