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Seriously, what 26 year old still allows mommy and daddy to control their life?
A lot of us understand that certain styles of parenting can have long-lasting negative effects on their children too. Even if he is omitting facts, the truth in their behavior at his graduation and rejection of his area of study is enough evidence to determine they have no interest in his happiness with life, which is why he needs to move out.
w0lf137,
i agree with you in that there are two sides to every story, however...i think its a bit too much to imply that im making my parents out to be monsters. not a day goes by without me understanding that i wouldnt have the health and life that i have today had it not been for my parents' willingness to provide for me for everything that i needed...food, home, most of my tuition, etc.
if you want my parents' side of the story, here is what they would tell you: we provided for our son for more than 20 years and therefore, he must listen to us and agree to be a doctor because that is the only career which can provide the stability that we need. other sons and daughters in our community have become amazing doctors, why cant our son do it? whats wrong with him? and why would he want to be an english professor or a writer? low people do those kinds of jobs. i would rather him be a janitor than a writer. janitors make more money than writers! who will want to marry him? we are in our 50s now and he has to provide for us as we have provided for him when he was young and dependent.
nothing in that above quote is an exaggeration...each one of those statements have been made. the only variation may be the exact wording. also, i mean no disrespect to janitors as i do not agree with my parents' class-based worldview.
you tell me what im supposed to do with parents who literally (and no exaggeration here) believe that the only career that can bring the bread home is medicine. while diverting me away from my original aspirations to be a writer may not make them monsters, the act itself is a monstrosity.
w0lf137,
i agree with you in that there are two sides to every story, however...i think its a bit too much to imply that im making my parents out to be monsters. not a day goes by without me understanding that i wouldnt have the health and life that i have today had it not been for my parents' willingness to provide for me for everything that i needed...food, home, most of my tuition, etc.
if you want my parents' side of the story, here is what they would tell you: we provided for our son for more than 20 years and therefore, he must listen to us and agree to be a doctor because that is the only career which can provide the stability that we need. other sons and daughters in our community have become amazing doctors, why cant our son do it? whats wrong with him? and why would he want to be an english professor or a writer? low people do those kinds of jobs. i would rather him be a janitor than a writer. janitors make more money than writers! who will want to marry him? we are in our 50s now and he has to provide for us as we have provided for him when he was young and dependent.
nothing in that above quote is an exaggeration...each one of those statements have been made. the only variation may be the exact wording. also, i mean no disrespect to janitors as i do not agree with my parents' class-based worldview.
you tell me what im supposed to do with parents who literally (and no exaggeration here) believe that the only career that can bring the bread home is medicine. while diverting me away from my original aspirations to be a writer may not make them monsters, the act itself is a monstrosity.
. but i know a few engineers who get paid as much as doctors... and i know a few tenured profs who make a lot more than the average doctor (well those profs are kind of well established and have big teaching positions i guess).
the idea is, there are TONS of other jobs out there that pay a lot more than being a physician. when my parents found that out, they were really shocked and pushed me to become an engineer instead (lol).
Just wanted to add that I don't think moving out is a good decision. For me, that's kind of like running away from your problems.
No, that would be directly addressing and remedying his problems.Just wanted to add that I don't think moving out is a good decision. For me, that's kind of like running away from your problems.
Ah, the "durr bill gates didn't go to college" argument--one of these days the people who spout this bull**** will realize that this is the extremely rare exception to the rule (in this case the starving, struggling writer).
from the suggestions that have been given, i feel like i know what should be done...all it is right now is a matter of be just being a man and doing what i need to do. however, everything in my life has been a catch-22, and this is no different at all. i should move out and away from my parents, but i dont know how my parents were able to do this, but they somehow hardwired me to be overcome with an overwhelming feeling of guilt and disgust even when i disobey them. im wondering if i will be at peace if i move away.
as far as being a doctor is concerned, its not that i am vehemently opposed to the idea. i mean, i would prefer to become a professor or a writer, but i feel like i owe it to that one period of time where i tried to prove myself by taking the pre-med classes. im gonna be honest, despite my love for the liberal arts, i was really proud of what i had done by doing well in those classes. however, like every other achievement in my life, i never feel too good about it...and i always second-guess myself, thinking "oh...it may have been luck."
if i do end up becoming a doctor, it still wont be to the satisfaction of my parents because i want to be a doctor that engages in humanitarian work...aka reduced pay. my parents will have a fit with that!
That's why I feel the need to reiterate the suggestion to leave home -- not because "you're 26 and it's lame to still be living at home," as some people have implied, but rather because it's clear that you and your parents need some space. You need some time to yourself to figure out what you want (distinct from what they want), to repair your ego, and to prove to yourself as much as to them that you are your own person. They need to see that you are capable of surviving on your own, and maybe they will also realize that they could drive you away if they keep pressuring you the way they do.
you tell me what im supposed to do with parents who literally (and no exaggeration here) believe that the only career that can bring the bread home is medicine. while diverting me away from my original aspirations to be a writer may not make them monsters, the act itself is a monstrosity.
Very rarely will you find an engineer with a salary more than $100k.
This is tiresome.
You can do the following:
A) Stop listening to them. Grow up. Live your own life.
B) Continue to listen to them. Be miserable. Commit suicide at 32.
Seriously. Every post you make is one excuse after the other. Change is scary, no ****. Everyone is afraid of leaving the comfortable. But everything in your posts suggest that you are absolutely miserable. If the last few years of your life have been horrific, why would continuing down the same path make your life *better*? Being comfortable and unhappy is surely worse than taking a chance and hopefully profiting.
The only time, by your admission, that you were happy was during your undergrad, doing English. So why are you perseverating in your decisions endlessly, doing something that you know will not make you happy, knowing exactly what the end result will be - more depression.
For the love of Christ, change is scary, but grow a spine already. This has nothing to do with your culture and everything to do with you. I had a Jewish friend who was exactly like you and, five years down the line, he's as miserable as he was in high school due to his controlling parents treating him like he's still 15. Grow up, man. You are 26, act like a ****ing adult. Stop blaming your parents for your dependence. Move out already. Doing that alone, living by yourself, will help build your self-esteem and self-confidence more than any other single action could.
man...my parents have really weighed down on me. i have low self-esteem, i think negatively most of the time, and i always assume the worst is going to happen. i'm 26 but i look 35 and i think its because the stress is wearing down on me. i feel bad enough that im at this age and i still have to seek advice by posting my problems up on a public forum...seems like something a crazy teenager would have to do in order to cope.
Your story is def not uncommon among asians, especially ones whose parents have come here from china, india, korea, japan etc... I've seen common themes with all of these families.
1) Why did we come here if you're gonna have some crap job? You could've had some crap job in X country.
2) What else can you do with your life? You're not suited for anything else. Mention any other career and prepare for a barrage of lecturing. What? You want to write? How are you gonna make a living off that? What? You want to work for a magazine? You're gonna be making X amount of money a year.
Pretty much....asian parents care about one thing. MONEY. They couldn't give a crap about "helping people"....when I was applying to med school, my mom was like why are you volunteering and wasting your time...kicker is..she is a doctor and doesn't believe in helping people.
Having a lot of these discussions with my asians friends, pretty much we've traded free will for money. Most of us don't have to work, pay back loans, cover the application process, pay for kaplan, etc...because our parents will do anything to ensure our success in life. In return, we promise to do whatever they want.
As for happiness...my parents say.."You gonna be happy when you're poor and homeless?"
One of my friends was pre-med, she had a nervous breakdown in college and had to go to therapy. You know what her parents did? No sympathy. "Whaa?? You know you can't have this mental health issue your record when you apply to med school!? Don't go get help."
At the same time, my white friend has to pay for college herself, constantly worries about covering fees, books, couldn't apply to as many schools because of money. That sucks too.
Pretty much, life will suck unless you somehow take what your parents want and find something you love in it. Keep digging.
yeah the thing is that even if you DO become a doctor, they'll find an excuse to be pissed off...they'll just say that you are behind compared to xx patel and no amount of effort can reverse time.
This is tiresome.
You can do the following:
A) Stop listening to them. Grow up. Live your own life.
B) Continue to listen to them. Be miserable. Commit suicide at 32.
Seriously. Every post you make is one excuse after the other. Change is scary, no ****. Everyone is afraid of leaving the comfortable. But everything in your posts suggest that you are absolutely miserable. If the last few years of your life have been horrific, why would continuing down the same path make your life *better*? Being comfortable and unhappy is surely worse than taking a chance and hopefully profiting.
The only time, by your admission, that you were happy was during your undergrad, doing English. So why are you perseverating in your decisions endlessly, doing something that you know will not make you happy, knowing exactly what the end result will be - more depression.
For the love of Christ, change is scary, but grow a spine already. This has nothing to do with your culture and everything to do with you. I had a Jewish friend who was exactly like you and, five years down the line, he's as miserable as he was in high school due to his controlling parents treating him like he's still 15. Grow up, man. You are 26, act like a ****ing adult. Stop blaming your parents for your dependence. Move out already. Doing that alone, living by yourself, will help build your self-esteem and self-confidence more than any other single action could.
hey all,
ive been reading through the forums for about a year now, getting advice on what i need to do to get into medical school and all. However, ive gotten to the point where i myself need to post here to get some advice on what i need to do because i am in a situation where i just feel stuck.
i realize that these forums are not for seeking advice about personal issues that i guess people would see a mental health professional for, but because pre-medicine sort of intertwines with what i am dealing with, i guess i can have some justification for posting here.
i am 26 years old and i am south asian (i feel that taking note of my ethnic background would be of relevance here). ever since i was a kid, my parents have been dreaming of me becoming a doctor...not just an ordinary one, but a money-making one that could buy a mansion and cars and so on and so forth. growing up in my community of south asians that liked to shelter themselves from every other community (something i found problematic from a young age), my parents would always compare me to other bright kids within the community, kids who are now residents and their families are all-smiles and happy and they have houses with green grass outside of them and stuff. one of them is even a full-blown orthopaedic surgeon who is only 29 years old...did the whole accelerated pre-med thing. anyway, from a young age, i was always judged according to what these "gods" in my community have done.
when i finally got to undergrad, i was repulsed by the idea of pre-med, so i did what i wanted to do...i love literature and i love writing, so i decided to become an english major. i found solace in reading books about characters that i identified with, so my four year of being an english major were probably the happiest of my life. of course, my parents were having a fit. every night in the home, arguments, fights, debates..."youre going to be homeless as an english major...blah, blah, blah." my hope was that my parents would eventually come around and see how good of a writer i was, and they would eventually accept it (i am a good writer...please excuse my deficient writing in this post. i'm too stressed to follow proper prose at the moment).
then came graduation, probably one of the most devastating days of my life. my parents showed up only as a formality, and they didnt crack a single smile on that day. that crushed me...being surrounded by graduates who were being congratulated by friends and family and all i had were parents that were angry.
my parents just wouldnt give up on the whole pre-med thing. day after day after day, "youre not like so-and-so from our community, youre going to be homeless, you wont be able to provide for yourself, and so on." i couldnt take it anymore. about a year after doing an internship at a prominent library, i decided that i would do something generous for my parents. i would begin this seemingly noble path to medical school, so while working full time as a librarian, i dished out the money to take some pre-med classes. surprisingly, i did very well in them. i completed them all with a 3.7 gpa.
HOWEVER, throughout that period when i was taking pre-med classes, my parents werent assuaged ONE BIT! they kept saying i wasnt good enough to be a doctor, i was like...holy ***, im doing what you want me to do now! they didnt give a ****, all they did was belittle me and say that "people like me" (a rebellious south asian who went against the tide by studying the "ignoble" field of english) can never succeed at anything in life. at the end of each semester, i would get good grades...hoping to get their approval, but after each pre-med class, it was always the same reply: "yeah, well...we'll see how you do next class." nothing changed...the arguments continued, but this time, their problem was, "youre too late! other people your age are already beginning residency! you wont provide for us!"
even when i was done all my pre-med classes, the mantra was, "yeah, well...we'll see how you do on the MCAT." i took the MCAT back in june and voided the exam because i didnt feel too confident. despite doing very well in the classes, i was so browbeaten by the fact that my parents barely recognized what i did with the pre-med classes that i didnt feel like going on, and that affected my MCAT studying. even though medicine is not what i would prefer to do (i wouldnt mind it, seeing as how i get the opportunity to be a humanitarian and help people), it really sucks and depresses me to know that i forfeited my own dreams to try and fulfill the dreams of my parents...only to see them just as angry today as they were before i started the pre-med classes. i talked to them and asked them if i can get any credit, they said, "you dont mean anything until you actually get into medical school." great...
now im stuck, i had this elaborate plan to study for my MCAT one more time and i know i can rock more than a 35, but im so down and depressed. there is no encouragement for me to go any further. i thought my parents and i would finally get along as a result of this, but nothing...theyre not any happier today than they were before i started the pre-med classes. and i thought about going back to english, but my writing skills have drastically decreased as a result of not keeping up with my writing and reading ever since taking this pre-med detour. also, i want to move away from home into an apartment with some friends and my parents are like, "no way!" im 26 years old, about to be 27 in two months! i feel like im a teenager thats stuck!
i apologize for making this post longer than any i have personally read in the forums, but im hoping my pre-med colleagues out there on SDN could offer a metaphorical shoulder for me to lean on by giving me some advice on what i can do. i know i can focus on the goal of becoming a doctor, but im just so down right now. i feel like i have to finish the mission now since i invested a lot of time and money into the pre-med classes...but my parents...man.
Having a lot of these discussions with my asians friends, pretty much we've traded free will for money. Most of us don't have to work, pay back loans, cover the application process, pay for kaplan, etc...because our parents will do anything to ensure our success in life. In return, we promise to do whatever they want.
So true. I know many Asians/Indians in medicine, dentistry, and pharmacy that don't really have a particular passion for the field, but went into it just to appease their parents. At the end of the day, they are still great professionals who are good at their jobs and make a very handsome income.
Yups. And one of my white friends gets mad at this because she claims that we're not "passionate" about medicine as other people might be. Which might be true, but if asians can outscore all the other races on the mcat and grades, indicating that we do at least have the aptitude to go into this field..why not? We might not be passionate about it, but we're at least compatible for the field.
I haven't read the last many posts, but here's my take again. I seriously think you should consider going to medical school and becoming a doctor. I understand your dilemma, as we(Asians) understand that parents can be tricky. When you become a doctor you will get the financial security to pursue your interests in other fields. Sure, you'll need to pay back loans, but your disposable income will probably be greater than if you pursued another career.
Your story is def not uncommon among asians, especially ones whose parents have come here from china, india, korea, japan etc... I've seen common themes with all of these families.
1) Why did we come here if you're gonna have some crap job? You could've had some crap job in X country.
2) What else can you do with your life? You're not suited for anything else. Mention any other career and prepare for a barrage of lecturing. What? You want to write? How are you gonna make a living off that? What? You want to work for a magazine? You're gonna be making X amount of money a year.
Pretty much....asian parents care about one thing. MONEY. They couldn't give a crap about "helping people"....when I was applying to med school, my mom was like why are you volunteering and wasting your time...kicker is..she is a doctor and doesn't believe in helping people.
Having a lot of these discussions with my asians friends, pretty much we've traded free will for money. Most of us don't have to work, pay back loans, cover the application process, pay for kaplan, etc...because our parents will do anything to ensure our success in life. In return, we promise to do whatever they want.
As for happiness...my parents say.."You gonna be happy when you're poor and homeless?"
One of my friends was pre-med, she had a nervous breakdown in college and had to go to therapy. You know what her parents did? No sympathy. "Whaa?? You know you can't have this mental health issue your record when you apply to med school!? Don't go get help."
At the same time, my white friend has to pay for college herself, constantly worries about covering fees, books, couldn't apply to as many schools because of money. That sucks too.
Pretty much, life will suck unless you somehow take what your parents want and find something you love in it. Keep digging.
I just wanted to ditto this. Who cares what your motivations for entering the career were, as long as you can do your job?So true. I know many Asians/Indians in medicine, dentistry, and pharmacy that don't really have a particular passion for the field, but went into it just to appease their parents. At the end of the day, they are still great professionals who are good at their jobs and make a very handsome income.
I disagree completely. Compatible for a scientific career? Yes. Compatible for medicine? NO. (And hopefully AdComs see this.)
The lack of passion is evident in one's bedside manner....and that's all I'll say.
OP, I suggest that you tell your parents that you are pinning your hopes on reincarnation. Or perhaps investment banking. Apparently Lehman Brothers is hiring.
Yes, maybe that's why we have the highest drop out rate of the all the races.
But surviving the "immigrant" days has really given many Asian kids the drive to succeed. Even if they aren't sure medicine is their life-long love yet...they'll make sure to do everything they can to beat the competition.
Your story is def not uncommon among asians, especially ones whose parents have come here from china, india, korea, japan etc... I've seen common themes with all of these families.
1) Why did we come here if you're gonna have some crap job? You could've had some crap job in X country.
2) What else can you do with your life? You're not suited for anything else. Mention any other career and prepare for a barrage of lecturing. What? You want to write? How are you gonna make a living off that? What? You want to work for a magazine? You're gonna be making X amount of money a year.
Pretty much....asian parents care about one thing. MONEY. They couldn't give a crap about "helping people"....when I was applying to med school, my mom was like why are you volunteering and wasting your time...kicker is..she is a doctor and doesn't believe in helping people.
Having a lot of these discussions with my asians friends, pretty much we've traded free will for money. Most of us don't have to work, pay back loans, cover the application process, pay for kaplan, etc...because our parents will do anything to ensure our success in life. In return, we promise to do whatever they want.
As for happiness...my parents say.."You gonna be happy when you're poor and homeless?"
One of my friends was pre-med, she had a nervous breakdown in college and had to go to therapy. You know what her parents did? No sympathy. "Whaa?? You know you can't have this mental health issue your record when you apply to med school!? Don't go get help."
At the same time, my white friend has to pay for college herself, constantly worries about covering fees, books, couldn't apply to as many schools because of money. That sucks too.
Pretty much, life will suck unless you somehow take what your parents want and find something you love in it. Keep digging.
w0lf137,
i agree with you in that there are two sides to every story, however...i think its a bit too much to imply that im making my parents out to be monsters. not a day goes by without me understanding that i wouldnt have the health and life that i have today had it not been for my parents' willingness to provide for me for everything that i needed...food, home, most of my tuition, etc.
if you want my parents' side of the story, here is what they would tell you: we provided for our son for more than 20 years and therefore, he must listen to us and agree to be a doctor because that is the only career which can provide the stability that we need. other sons and daughters in our community have become amazing doctors, why cant our son do it? whats wrong with him? and why would he want to be an english professor or a writer? low people do those kinds of jobs. i would rather him be a janitor than a writer. janitors make more money than writers! who will want to marry him? we are in our 50s now and he has to provide for us as we have provided for him when he was young and dependent.
nothing in that above quote is an exaggeration...each one of those statements have been made. the only variation may be the exact wording. also, i mean no disrespect to janitors as i do not agree with my parents' class-based worldview.
you tell me what im supposed to do with parents who literally (and no exaggeration here) believe that the only career that can bring the bread home is medicine. while diverting me away from my original aspirations to be a writer may not make them monsters, the act itself is a monstrosity.
You'll be alright. You probably don't want to live a life on the streets, but perhaps it's time to start living your own life.
Do what makes you happy, but have a plan. Being a librarian is kind of a crappy plan.
Before that, though, engineers can and do easily make six figures for quite a while.
I mean, the average starting wage for a new engineer starting his first job after graduating from UC Berkeley is around $50k-55k...you can't claim that this wouldn't easily rise above six figures.
but if asians can outscore all the other races on the mcat and grades, indicating that we do at least have the aptitude to go into this field..why not? We might not be passionate about it, but we're at least compatible for the field.