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went to a good college. I got there, I had horrible problems adjusting to college life. This may sound insane but I have problems taking a crap in public restrooms. I am very self conscious. Living in the dorms for two years this was a bad problem. I would literally starve myself so I would only crap once a week if that. I lost fifty pounds in the first three months of college. I was always constipated or starving for my freshman or sophomore years at school.
To make matters even worse I messed up my stomach so bad that it always made noises in class. Imagine farting in class or knowing you are going to fart in class before you went to class. It was especially bad during tests when the rooms were silent. I would stress over going to class and how my stomach would be and then I would stress over being in a silent room during tests. I couldn't concentrate in class or in tests.
I was alone. All I did was barely eat, study and exercise. I struggled with keeping my weight off for all four years of college because I was fat in high school and people complemented about how good I looked now. It caused me to have fatigue, be tired, and as a result I had horrible problems with my grades. Every semester as the semester wore on I would loose weight and my grades would drop. I would exercise instead of study, I was terrified of gaining weight.
I never partied, drank, did drugs, or hung out with friends all four years of college. I would dread going back each fall. I never had a girlfriend, or even had sex all four years. I can't say college was the happiest years of my life like so many can.
With my bad grades I ended up doing my entire major in one year, my senior year. I still don't know how I graduated cause I barely got by.
To top it off each summer I went home to run my family's stores. I never partied any of the summer. I met this AMAZING girl who worked for me during the summers. She hit on me constantly and told me she loved me but I couldn't respond because she was five years younger than me in high school, and worked for my family.
To make matters even worse I messed up my stomach so bad that it always made noises in class. Imagine farting in class or knowing you are going to fart in class before you went to class. It was especially bad during tests when the rooms were silent. I would stress over going to class and how my stomach would be and then I would stress over being in a silent room during tests. I couldn't concentrate in class or in tests.
I was alone. All I did was barely eat, study and exercise. I struggled with keeping my weight off for all four years of college because I was fat in high school and people complemented about how good I looked now. It caused me to have fatigue, be tired, and as a result I had horrible problems with my grades. Every semester as the semester wore on I would loose weight and my grades would drop. I would exercise instead of study, I was terrified of gaining weight.
I never partied, drank, did drugs, or hung out with friends all four years of college. I would dread going back each fall. I never had a girlfriend, or even had sex all four years. I can't say college was the happiest years of my life like so many can.
With my bad grades I ended up doing my entire major in one year, my senior year. I still don't know how I graduated cause I barely got by.
To top it off each summer I went home to run my family's stores. I never partied any of the summer. I met this AMAZING girl who worked for me during the summers. She hit on me constantly and told me she loved me but I couldn't respond because she was five years younger than me in high school, and worked for my family.