College is a big decision for pretty much everyone— whether it is trying to figure out where you want to go, where you can go, or what you want to even do with your life. College was something I always knew was going to happen for me. Well, hoped at least. I always knew that I wanted to go to college. You see, college is much more than just a next step in school; I think college is the biggest step that we all take as individuals.
I grew up in a college town, around college kids, frat boys, and sorority girls. I loved the atmosphere but knew that there was so much more than just that one college town out there. Especially the college town where I grew up.
Don't get me wrong, it's a great place. But for me, and most of the kids I graduated with, staying for college means staying for life.
It's easy to get wrapped around the idea of staying in the same town, but moving into your own apartment or house. I see the benefits. But the benefits are really what made me not want to stay.
Yes, knowing a city is a good thing. But what happens when you get a job, in a new city? Will you know how to maneuver in a new city? How to survive where you don't know anyone and you're all alone?
At first, I envied my friends who stayed home and got to see their pets, their families and their siblings sports games, but then I realized being away from all that I have an advantage. I'm all on my own, which can be scary at times, but it is the best learning experience.
When I'm sick, I have to learn how to deal, even though I want my mom terribly. I have to go out on my own, get a doctor's appointment and go to the pharmacy. We all have to learn at some point.
And I know staying in the same scenery and area is comforting. But do you really grow in that? When day after day you see the same thing? In a new place, there is always something new to see and new inspiration. It's scary, but worth it. And I know it's easy to stay, but is easy always what's best?
When you move away from family, you become so much more independent. A lot of people who stayed post on social media about how grateful they are that their parents are right there whenever they need something. And I guess that's great, but you're 20 and still depending on your parents.
But really, when you go to school four hours away, it makes coming home that much sweeter. I've been home twice this semester, including for Thanksgiving break. And it makes you realize how important your family really is.
Which to me really makes going away the choice that helps you in the future and gets you prepared. No offense to the people that stayed— I'm glad y'all are pulling it in for the hometown— but I'm just thinking about what in the long run could be better.
At first, I cried for a few nights and got homesick, but then I got used to it. I made my new friends, got used to my surroundings (kinda, I still get lost), only get homesick when I miss my dog (seriously), but most importantly, have become much more independent; which I think is the best thing that has come from me going away. That's the biggest step we all need. Because one day your dreams are going to take you farther than that little college town. And what are you going to do when your mom isn't there to come take care of you?
