As the youngest sibling in my family, college was something I thought about at a young age. Even at 14, I had my heart set on New York City, much to the chagrin of my parents. It was definitely a bold choice to pick a city that is so different than my small hometown. I know the decision also made my older sisters wonder how I came to choosing a city school that was far from where we grew up when they both went to big state schools that were close to home. While it is true that the state college experience is unlike any other, the city college experience is an entirely different beast— especially in a city as big and bustling as Manhattan. Here are some of the differences between the city college experience, and the state college experience. Hopefully you get a kick out of some of the differences I noticed.
The first time I thought I took up too much space was when I was nine-years-old. It was silent reading time in Mrs. Boucher's class and children were seated in groups of four. Slouched in my chair, I looked at my stomach rolls in my pink Hollister t-shirt and cleverly placed my book to hide them. That was 15 years ago. I've silently battled eating disorders for eight years.