Independence and School

I recently told my mom that she's not gettting me a birthday gift for my eighteenth. She's helping me move out.

Why? I decided two years ago that I wanted to move out, and become independant, the moment I turn eighteen. Since then I've done a little bit of saving money, and a lot of hard work.

Since we moved, my grades have actually gone down. Now I have a few friends, and waaay more distractions; I don't have a reason to spend all my lunches indoors anymore, I have nothing to fear. And so my grades have slipped, and while I know I have four years to get them back up, and above what they were (I think to get into Ryerson w.scholarship I'll need something like 95% GPA) but I feel kind of guilty.

Today, I sent out the first submission that, if accepted, will have a HUGE payoff: I sent a short story to Glimmer Train Press. I already know what I want to do with any money I get. I've published a poetry book, the link to which is in the forums. Lately, I've been writing a lot. Because I know writing will lead to independance.

And I want to go to university. I don't care how tiny the place I have to live in is, or how little money I have for that thing called a life. I want my independance, and I want it now.

But lately I've been thinking less and less of going to university. Lately I've wanted to finish high school, take a college course or three, and then get just a BA.

On the other hand, that gives me less freedom to do the things I really want. But the commitment of still going to school after four or five years of high school? (I might stay back a year to get extra credits) I don't really think I'm in for that. School's becoming more and more difficult. And it seems to be blocking me from so many of the things I love.

As of September, I'll be in grade nine. Four more years of school. And after that? What is it I really want to do, what is it I should do?

The only easy answer is moving out. That's all I know for sure. Writing, whether it be freelancing, fiction work, or newspaper staff, I want to do it. And I would love to live in Japan; I would love to have that oppertunity. I used to know exactly what was going to happen with school; right now I've gotten a lot more iffy about it.

I don't know if I'm willing to find the funding to go to university, or the time. If I do, I know what university and I know the courses: history, my English major, Japanese, journalism, and probably an alternate theology course. But when am I going to go to university? I might spend a year after high school working and travelling, or I might go straight there.

All in all, what I'm trying to say is: what's the best route to my independance? How am I going to afford university and a place to live on minimum wage? I can't rely on my mother. No way. I'm fed up with relying on her and I won't let myself do this anymore. I have five short years-and then I'm moving out.

With each new day, I only get more confused. Only a few things are sure to me; I used to have it all planned out, but since I got into grade eight... School used to be great fun for me; I tried my best, got along with my teachers, and got excellent grades. Lately the fun is missing, I don't get along with my teachers, and the whole experience is unpleasant.

And if I don't get into the high school I want... *sighs*

Well, my uncle went through something like seven high schools. I think I'll be able to switch into a different school if needs be after grade nine. But...

This is frustrating. I really don't know what I want, and I hate not knowing.

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Around your age I thought

Around your age I thought moving out at 18 would be the best thing that could possibly happen. I couldn't wait to be independent, free to make my own choices, really living on my own. And then I hit college. The moment my mom drove away, back home which is four hours from where I am now, I immediately realized all that she meant to me. It was a scary thought it be on my own. Left with strangers, in a strange city, it was very overwhelming. Today, I really look forward to winter and summer breaks, the occasional long weekend and the phone chats with her. I think as your reach adulthood yourself you'll start to appreciate the relationship you have with your mom in a different light. At least that was true for me. Talking to my friends, I am so thankful for her support, health insurance, financial help, and her friendship.

I hope you do get into the high school you want, and it seems that your future looks awesome as you are bright and ambitious. For now, I'd try to make the most of where you are and work towards achieving your goals... being on your own can be just as scary and frustrating as being under someone else's roof.

Independence is a lot of work

Moving away from home was a wonderful thing for me (I moved a 17-hour drive away) because my family was very unhealthy for me to be around, but it would have been virtually impossible for me to afford had I not been in university, supported by scholarships, loans, and my three part-time jobs.

Scholarships, loans, and part-time jobs are how many (most?) people afford university, and it is A LOT of work. I loved the freedom, as many people do, but it was one heck of a responsibility, and there were a lot of slips and growing pains. The smartest thing you can do right now in terms of preparing for your future independence is to keep your grades high, join an extracurricular activity (in or out of school, or become more active here), keep a job and act responsibly there, and develop relationships with teachers who will write you letters of recommendations. Trust me, I teach high school students how to pass college entrance exams--that last one is key.

(FWIW, people tend not to react well when you "tell" them what to get your for your birthday. Asking nicely is more polite, and a lot more effective.)

Today I got three letters of

Today I got three letters of recommendation. Which totals four.
I'm running out of time, though...