Worst advice, from my dad. “You’re a beautiful woman. You don’t need a college education. Just find a good man to marry and take care of you.” I was on break after my 4th semester at Kstate, which Dad paid for. That meant he wasn’t going to pay for my education any more.
When Mom found out she was livid. They had split up by this time. She said, “I know how much he makes and he can comfortably send you through college!”
Anyway, I took out a loan for one more semester…and that was it.
Came home.
Went to work at Boeing, in Boeing Computer Services.
Met a man at work.
Married him.
Had kids and quit my job.
And you know the rest of the story.
Best advice: “Pick one day out of the week, and set aside a certain number of hours in that day, to worry about your problems. Just get them off your chest so they don’t haunt you as you go through the days.”