The Prevalence of Parental Self-Doubt

I met with a parent the other day who had just dropped her daughter off at university. She said how excited her daughter was, how terrifying it was for her and her husband to leave Abby at university and just how splendidly Abby seemed to get on in her first week on campus. They spoke daily, sent messages hourly, and this dream that Abby had had for years was finally being fulfilled. And just how she had imagined. Then week two hit and the middle-of-the-night phone calls started coming in. From Abby. To her mother. “I hate it here.” “Everyone is drinking.” “Someone just used the term ‘Oriental’.” “I think I should come home.” While the mother of Abby is a rational, independent, highly i

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