To the Paranoid, Non-Traditional Student…

When I graduated from high school, I was ready to have a life that did not include getting up at a ridiculous hour of the morning.  I wanted to know what it was like to get up at seven or eight in the morning (or later) and do my own thing.  That was the joy of being 17.  I got my way after deciding to drop out of college after a semester and a half to “experience” the real world.

What they do not tell you at the age of 17 is that you really do not want to experience the “real” world.  Well, maybe they told me, but I did not listen.  Do not get me wrong.  I do not regret any of the choices I made nor do I regret enlisting in the Army or getting married.   Would I go back and tell myself to stay in school but for something I wanted to do?  Well…Yes.  I would.

I can still remember the day I discussed returning to school with my wife.  Even with her being supportive, I was still hesitant.  When I finally returned to school in 2014, in the Cybersecurity Associate’s degree program, I was downright paranoid.  Could I hack it?  Did I forget everything that I had learned “back in the day?”  Had it been too long?  The short answer…  No because obviously, I am still here.

For all of the fear, it was not too late, and being a touch rusty did not slow me down.  In fact, I found it much easier.  I found out that if I was confused, usually everyone else was too.  My classmates helped me feel like I fit in and nothing different.

I even found out what it is like to be on the President’s List, Dean’s List, and Honor’s List.  That has never happened before because my grades never reflected what I was capable of when I was younger.  Now they do.  I am now in a position to overcome my initial dismal college grades, and even earn Cum Laude (if I survive my last two classes).

My point?  If you are questioning returning to college, just getting started, getting frustrated, or ready to run: Do not give up!  You CAN do this!  Sure, it will take a little patience (Or a lot) but it will be  worth it.  Next Spring, my wife and I will both walk the stage for Graduation:  I for my Bachelor’s degree, her for her Associate’s degree.  While I am happy to finish my degree, I must admit I am more proud of my wife.  She has watched me go through my Associates and STILL went for it!  What are you waiting for?

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