…after deferring my student loans for the past year and I feel a little bit dead inside.
It’s sickening how the desire to better oneself through higher education is a decision that may very easily put you in the poor house.
Yes, it was my choice to attend the fancy, brand-name university. No one forced me to sign my name and my life on the dotted line, so I claim full responsibility for that.
But was it wrong of me to want to invest in myself? Was it wrong for me to, just once, want the best of something and not have to settle for “good enough”?
That being said, I don’t regret my decision to attend a prestigious (read: expensive) institution; I received the type of education I had been dreaming of my entire life.
Still, it’s demoralizing for society to tell a child from a city where there’s very little hope of upward mobility that college is her only way out and then make it impossible to afford.
Like the carrot dangled in front of a hungry horse’s mouth, yanked away if ever the horse gets too close, so the dream of a better life eludes those who need it most.
You can get ahead in the world, so long as you (or your parents) have the money to pay for it. And if you don’t, God help you.