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OK, this is gonna be more of a rant than asking for advice...
Basically, right now, I feel like **** to be honest. The main problem is with uni life. It's not that I an unhappy with the uni/people, it's just that being at uni makes me feel so depressed sometimes.
It's my parents (well, my dad). He's always been a bit "pushy" - not extremely, but he thinks I am capable of almost being a genius (which I am not!) and he is also practically choosing my life for me.
There have been many time his pushyness have been upsetting me, but that's in the past (for example during my 11+ exam, SATs, GCSEs) and I don't care that much anymore.
Basically, nothing seems good enough. At AS level, I got AAAC. OK, nothing to boast about, but I was pretty happy with them as I had made little effort during that year, and all my friends did pretty badly. But no, my dad seemed to completely disregard that I had gotten 3 As, and acted like I had done really bad. So made me upset.
Anyway, back to the bit about uni.
When I was first choosing unis to apply to for Law (the course that he told me to choose, but I digress), he told me to put down LSE as first choice.
I nearly laughed cos there was NO way in the world that I would even be considered for an offer. I said to him "I'm not good enough for LSE", but he made me put it down. As expected, I got rejected straight away, which was frustrating as I knew that was coming.
So, at uni now studying Law: he phones me every day without fail. He says he's not checking up on me, but then goes on to ask "Did you go out today? Who are you with? [I reply "friends"] What friends? etc etc"
It's so embarassing when he phones, as my friends know its my family calling me all the time.
He phones in the evening, which is normally when I am with my friends. I don't drink, I don't smoke, and I hate clubbing, so I'm usually just chilling out with them in their room or something. So he has nothing to worry about.
One time I went to a society event, and I told him that it didn't finish until 8:30pm. I then forgot to switch my phone on afterwards and when I switched it on at 10pm, there were over 10 missed calls from him. He phoned and was all moody with me, even though I specifically told him what I would be doing. He asked me where I'd been all night and I told him about the event and said I went to have dinner at a mate's house after. He went quiet and mumbled "Well, you can say what you like" and I was trying so hard not to cry cos he blatantly thought I was lying FFS.
Never mind that; on my ****ing birthday, me and my group of mates went out for a film, dinner and just mucked about in halls. It was a Friday, and it was only about 11:30pm. He phones and is all like "Where are you?! Why aren't you in your room yet?" and his voice was all sad and quiet, as if he was really tired. Feeling guilty, I just left and sat in my room crying. It was my first birthday ever away from home, and I felt so alone.
So basically right now, I am avoiding going out at all, in case he does phone and nag at me.
And his pushyness is coming through again - the day after my birthday he gave me a long lecture and said that he wanted me to become a top barrister and then Queen's Counsel! OMG. I had to bite my lip to stop myself laughing.
#1, I never wanted to be a barrister in the first place. Just a solicitor would be fine.
#2, There is no chance that I can become a QC. I'm just not smart enough.
Then, when he was talking about which branch of law I wanted to go into, I was about to answer "family law", but then he butted in and said "Don't do criminal law because that's too much hard work, family law is rubbish in terms of money, so do company law." And that was that.
He also has a habit of guilt tripping me. Some would call it emotional blackmail. He's always like "We're not depending on you" and then suddenly he can be like "It's your future, your mum and I don't have a future, it's all up to you"
Sometimes I want to scream at him "IF YOU DIDN'T MESS UP YOUR LIFE, WE WOULDN'T BE LIKE THIS". Cos he does have a degree (?) in some form of engineering, but somehow things went poo and he's now got a bad job etc etc.
I think he's making me make up for the mistake/failure in his life.
He thinks I am strong enough, but I am not. I'm only a girl...I feel like I have the whole of my family depending on me...and there's work coming at me left, right and centre. Too much pressure...
OK, I'll shut my gob now; can't type cos my tears are making my eyes blurry, and I have gone on long enough.
Thanks for reading,
Regards,
Trapped.