I just wanted to come on here and thank Emily for writing that piece about her experience with classism at Wellesley. I actually started crying while reading it because never before has someone put into the words some of the frustrations I’ve had since coming to Wellesley.
I’d also like to bring up the fact that we’re two weeks into the semester and I have yet to buy my textbooks because I have no money to do so. I can’t afford my biology book. And I’d like to. I need a job on campus, but because I managed to get outside scholarships that cancelled out my work-study, it’s hard for me to get one.
The worst part for me is that I haven’t always been poor. It’s relatively recent. And I try to act like I’m not and I spend far too much money on things I shouldn’t and then I have panic attacks when I run out of money. Also, I really want to major in something that I’m really passionate about, like Women and Gender Studies, but sometimes I get really freaked out because I don’t know what I’ll do with that and I’m so paranoid about money that I feel like I have to go to Med School or get some other high-powered job.
It really frustrates me to see all these people at Wellesley who have no ability to look after themselves (pick up their own fucking dishes) and who complain about dining hall food that they’re “paying so much for”. These people don’t understand that I’m going to have to go argue with FinAid this spring because my mom made some money last year but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s unemployed NOW and she’s going to have to retire in the next 15 years without any money.
This kind of turned into a rant, but I’m not really sorry about it.
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