I didn’t graduate high school. My then boyfriend was extremely jealous and didn’t want me around other males at all. I dropped out because it was easier than dealing with his issues. I did gather enough courage and knowledge to kick his ass out the door a year later. This was one of the best moves I have made.
I worked hard and got my GED a year later then I would have graduated. I was (and still am) very proud of myself for overcoming so many obstacles in my life. My dad passed away, we moved across the US, I was pregnant and married at 17 followed by a divorce a couple of years after saying “I do”. There was no ceremony or any kind of celebration for my GED.
My first born, that from the ill-fated young wedding, dropped out of high school as well. I was so disappointed and sad for him (and me). He did home schooling for a short period of time and then he was just done with school. I always encourage him to at least get his GED however he works a damn good job making twice what I do so what’s the point?
My middle child was on track to graduate this year and I eagerly looked forward to watching her walk and living vicariously through her. She decided she didn’t want to walk because she doesn’t like being the center of attention. My heart broke but I supported her decision and did not let her know I was upset. She did officially finish high school and for that I am extremely proud.
My youngest is in 4th grade so I have some time before I can watch her walk if she chooses.
I have decided that I will go back to college and finish my degree as soon as I am done paying for my braces; that’s about a year out. I will attend the graduation ceremony and I will wear a gown and a tassel and go up on stage in front of a million people (which I also hate being the center of attention) and accept my diploma.
The countdown begins…