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Input: My family moved from New York to Florida when I started middle school. They enrolled me in a private middle school that costs $23,700 ish for a year. Surprisingly this is way more cheaper than the private schools in New York and the Northeast region of America.

I had a hard time fitting in. I was younger than everyone cause I was 10 going on 11. I was the only asian person amongst a population of 90% white kids. I haven’t hit puberty and my social skills sucked. A lot of kids have extremely wealthy parents (like an occasional student would belong to a multi-billionaire family). For me, my parents were immigrants and i lived in a rented, small apartment for a while before my parents bought and moved into an even smaller apartment. 

In sixth grade my grades were overall great. If i got anything lower than a B on a test, my parents would get extremely upset if they were having a bad day. I didn’t start getting Cs in quarter grades and Fs on midterms until my final year at that school (8th grade). I was getting bullied severely and was called racial slurs by my classmates. I got little to no support from my teachers. I would turn in my math assignments late and had a geometry teacher tell me I would never be successful in high school. I found no purpose in doing heavy coursework. Colleges aren’t going to see this. I felt like i had no skill in the arts and athletics while everyone else did. I started getting into conflicts with people and I was clearly not in the right mental place. Looking back, I was basically a 13 year old version of Holden Caulfield from Catcher in the Rye.

I went to a local public school for high school. I don’t talk to my old private school “friends” anymore except one or two who truly understood what I was going through. I mainly got straight As but I continue to barely put effort into studying. These days my mom says she’s proud of me but I get a different vibe from my dad. Whenever I would complain about my current public school, he would say he gave me an opportunity to succeed in private school, but I didn’t take it. I know he truly believed in me when we first moved to Florida, but since my experience wasn’t a good one, he puts a lot of the fault on me.

To this day I feel like I have disappointed my parents and I can’t express my feelings to anyone because most people tell me I was privileged and they would disregard what i had to say. So am I the asshole for wasting my parents’ money (3 years accumulated to over $70,000)?

kind of wasting my parents' money