I moved to France to earn my graduate degree because it was too expensive in the US. It's been the best decision of my life.
20.11.2024 - 13:49
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I never had a big plan to move to France.
I grew up in a pretty well-to-do New England town and was lucky enough to go to a quality high school where I was a straight-A honors student, yearbook editor, junior varsity field hockey captain — the works.
But sitting one weekday evening in a local neighborhood bar that I didn't love but chose because it'd be empty, I didn't feel fulfilled.
At the time, I was 22 years old and had been working a desk job in public relations for about two and a half years. It was a great gig. I was fresh out of college but had a decent salary, the green VW Beetle of my dreams, and plenty of time to travel and be with my friends.
Despite the fullness of my life, I felt like I was missing something. Although I had recently completed a triple major summa cum laude in four years, I felt like that something might be college.
I wanted a college do-over but going back to school in the US was not worth the expense, in my opinion.
Intellectually, I didn't feel stimulated. The suburban campus was boring and too far away from any big-city opportunities.
Besides feeling like college was academically unfulfilling and professionally stifling, it was also socially drab.
I lived at my parents' house, a 40-minute car ride from campus — hardly the setting for a movie-montage college experience.
The local state university I attended wasn't my first choice, but I went there because it was in my parents' budget, who paid for my tuition plus other expenses.
I am extremely lucky to have had my parents pay, but I knew it was a strain on them since I was the youngest of three, and they had also paid for my older siblings' college tuition.
So years later, when I was feeling depressed and wondering what jigsaw piece was missing from my life, I thought: Maybe what I need is a college do-over — but this time, out of the suburbs where I can get some real intellectual and social stimulation.
However, the prospect of returning to school in the US was too expensive. So, I started to consider school abroad.
At the time, I knew a friend who was doing her master's in France.
"Maybe I'll do that, too," I told my mom over the phone during that boring weekday evening in the neighborhood bar. And that was it.
I ended up attending school in Toulouse.
There were difficult moments, embarrassing happenings, loneliness, and even a few tears. But it intellectually challenged me and opened my eyes to new mentalities.
So when I finished a master's in creative writing at Université Toulouse - Jean Jaurès in September 2024, I knew I had made the right decision.
When I had the original idea to do a master's program in France, it wasn't because I had always dreamt of living in France or wanted to leave my own country.
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