Category: The Pointers

Mother ALWAYS knows best

When I was a teenager, I definitely thought my mom was trying to ruin my life. Our most memorable rift was over a boy (duh) I just knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with. He was the literally the boy next door and represented everything the boys at my boring private school did not. He was older, had “street cred”, was adorably shy, and man was he handsome. At first, even my mom couldn’t get enough of the boy next door, but eventually his bad boy ways caught up to our fairytale romance. She banned me from any and all communication and told us both she had no problem burying us in the backyard because she’d kill us both before the relationship carried on. I vividly remember being “heartbroken” and calling myself being sneaky so that we could carry on this secret love affair. Eventually, he messed up even more and I realized that my mom had been right all along. He was indeed really handsome and had a sweet personality, but his life choices were not those of a man I should spend my life with. Mom-1, Roxy-0. (more…)

Welcome to Royalty in Reality

When I peruse Facebook I can’t help but notice my peers living these seemingly cushy lives. They all seem to have these super cool jobs and are buying houses, getting married, and having babies, all while I’m plotting how to evade Sallie Mae and how to go to medical school for free. Their lives on Facebook totally depict the life 15-year-old me thought I’d have too. Go to elite high school. Go to top college. Party like there is no tomorrow. Fall in love. Graduate. Go to medical school. Get married by 24/25. First kid by 26/27. Nowhere in there did I factor in not being accepted to medical school, student loans/debt, cohabiting before marriage, a master’s degree, or even Royalty in Reality. (more…)