The first-gen issues
To be fair to all of mankind, everyone has a problem; everyone has some sort of limitation and restriction, some sort of thing that keeps them from being who they want to be easily- basically, a problem of some kind that keeps them busy.
But within these life problems, some people have more problems. These are caused by bigger factors. By things like movement, like immigration, like poverty, like war, and like so many other things.
Being a first -gen is a huge obstacle already, but being a girl, and the oldest, and low income, and having siblings that have no clue what's happening in the world is another level of exhausting.
There is always so much to do. There is the helping ur siblings be aware of all the things you learned too late about. It's when you push them to work hard because you very clearly know that's the only way and solution to the problem of unknowing.
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There is the High School through College problem. Where you have no clue what you were supposed to be doing in ur freshmen year of high school so you could stand out to colleges three years later. Well, too late now. Go to community College. And then work your ass off, do as much as you can, volunteer in as many places as you know, be part of activities that have nothing to do with your major, because at least it's something you have. Take care of your siblings when Mom and Dad are busy, and then spend like 5 hours learning what a chem question is asking and translating what the definition of a mole is in my native language.
And then after that, applying to a low-acceptance-rate school and not knowing how to write a proper PIQ. Why in the world is everyone so opinionated and hate my PIQs? Are they really that bad? And then, also considering the fact that it's just people’s opinions, the thing is, everyone’s opinions are different, and all of those different opinions are so valid.
It's just this ongoing loop of everything falling apart, but then looking like everything makes sense and is ok. It's this constant self-doubting of what's right and what isn't, and since ur the oldest child, you kinda have to figure out everything on ur own.
So frustrating and not fun:(
