eternalpangs
Rookie
Okay, this is a bit of a long story. I've asked some of my friends about it, but I'm really young (lower 20s) and people my age dont usually go through ridiculous stuff like this.
Its a two pronged story and I dont necessarily know what to do. PLEASE HELP ME.
Quick background : I'm a super senior (now) in college. My family is nigerian, so yeah, they're crazy. My mom has cancer (breast, lung, & brain tumors), and also a medical history (strokes, heart attacks) so I really try not to stress her out. I'm a full scholarship honors student with a 3.5 .
Its 2013 - Im going to an HBCU and at this point (i think 2 - 3 years ago), I was a bio major on the premed track (sophomore). By this time, I had a feeling that this is NOT something I could possibly do for the rest of my life. I didn't nessessarily hate medicine, but I hated hospitals.
If you know nigerian parents, you would know that you practically only have 4 choices for a career . So I try to tell my family that I want to change my major, but they are NOT having it. If I even tried to bring up the subject they would cut me off and argue me down. I hated talking to them about this (and pretty much anything).
In the middle of the fall semester, my mother called me and asked me about my "future plans" (med school, etc). Once again I told her that I wasn't sure about med school, and sure enough, we got into an arguement. She hung up on ME. I was perfectly okay with this, and went back to doing my work.
The next day, however, My uncle calls me and totally argues me down to a point where I'm in tears. I told him i wanted to change my major to Agricultre or plant biology. He disregards me and argues w me. At this point, I'm so upset that I hang up on HIM. I've never felt more disrespected by my family as a whole. I dont go home thanksgiving weekend (or I only go for a day or so, can't remember).
But come christmas, long story short my uncle comes to the house, opens my room door and beats my ass to a point where I piss myself (after church, mind you.). My stepdad stopped him, but we both came out with bruises (and me with a wet christmas dress). I still work myself to change, go downstairs, and open presents. My whole family forces me to apologize to my uncle before we do anything. I dont even think he apologized to ME.
To add insult to injury (LITERALLY ), my mom hands me a new pair of shoes and states that "I'd rather have you be a model, because you'll make more money that you ever will working in agriculture."
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Its a two pronged story and I dont necessarily know what to do. PLEASE HELP ME.
Quick background : I'm a super senior (now) in college. My family is nigerian, so yeah, they're crazy. My mom has cancer (breast, lung, & brain tumors), and also a medical history (strokes, heart attacks) so I really try not to stress her out. I'm a full scholarship honors student with a 3.5 .
Its 2013 - Im going to an HBCU and at this point (i think 2 - 3 years ago), I was a bio major on the premed track (sophomore). By this time, I had a feeling that this is NOT something I could possibly do for the rest of my life. I didn't nessessarily hate medicine, but I hated hospitals.
If you know nigerian parents, you would know that you practically only have 4 choices for a career . So I try to tell my family that I want to change my major, but they are NOT having it. If I even tried to bring up the subject they would cut me off and argue me down. I hated talking to them about this (and pretty much anything).
In the middle of the fall semester, my mother called me and asked me about my "future plans" (med school, etc). Once again I told her that I wasn't sure about med school, and sure enough, we got into an arguement. She hung up on ME. I was perfectly okay with this, and went back to doing my work.
The next day, however, My uncle calls me and totally argues me down to a point where I'm in tears. I told him i wanted to change my major to Agricultre or plant biology. He disregards me and argues w me. At this point, I'm so upset that I hang up on HIM. I've never felt more disrespected by my family as a whole. I dont go home thanksgiving weekend (or I only go for a day or so, can't remember).
But come christmas, long story short my uncle comes to the house, opens my room door and beats my ass to a point where I piss myself (after church, mind you.). My stepdad stopped him, but we both came out with bruises (and me with a wet christmas dress). I still work myself to change, go downstairs, and open presents. My whole family forces me to apologize to my uncle before we do anything. I dont even think he apologized to ME.
To add insult to injury (LITERALLY ), my mom hands me a new pair of shoes and states that "I'd rather have you be a model, because you'll make more money that you ever will working in agriculture."
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