There was a time in my life that my mother told me that they didn't know whether they were going to send me to college or an institution, and it's rough to hear that... Childhood is tough.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I was growing up, my mother only put her foot down once: She said, 'You are going to college.' And that was a lifesaving moment. But she never talked to me about my clothes or hair. So I learned how to parent my kids through her.
Before high school ended, I started applying to college. It really wasn't even a choice because of the brainwashing of my parents.
My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
My parents divorced when I was seven. Because divorce is messy, for good or ill, they sent me to boarding school.
My parents instilled in me that life was going to be very difficult and that I'd have to work for everything.
I ended up dropping out of high school at 16 and getting kicked out of my home. My parents told me, sadly, that because I was so disruptive to the rest of the household, that I could no longer live under their roof.
It never occurred to me that I wouldn't go to college and have a career - as well as a family - of my own. Both my parents, but especially my mother, encouraged me and led me to believe that it was possible.
Being sent away to school was no different from my biological mother giving me away.
I think my parents did want me to go to university just in case, but neither my mum or dad went to uni, so they couldn't talk.
I was sent to a finishing school, which didn't last long when mother found out how badly chaperoned we were. Then I 'came out' before going to a domestic science school.
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