Yesterday I found out that my grandpa, which happens to be the person I used to admire and value above everyone else in my life, was not only temporarily and childishly mad at me for not getting accepted into UCSD pharmacy school … he has decided to close the college fund account that he opened for me when I was very young. He refuses to speak to me and had no desire to come visit me this past weekend when the rest of my family came down. I’m pretty sure he’s about to disown me. It makes me extremely sad that he feels this way but I’m more angry about the fact that he sees me as a disappointment. A lot of my family members have failed, over the years, to recognize my achievements and hard work in life. I’m the first person to even get accepted to a university, let alone graduate with a bachelor’s in pharmacological chemistry. 

And they all wonder why I have trouble sleeping at night.