Petition Letter
I am petitioning the decision that I must withdraw from Queen’s for one year. I am really thankful for the opportunity to appeal.
In my last year of study, I struggled with my mental illness, and I didn’t take it seriously therefore it is hard for me to focus on my schoolwork, and I failed it. At first, I did great on my study. But I am afraid to talk to the professor and I didn't make many friends as well which means I have no one to discuss the part that I don’t understand in class. As the time went by, the neglect of questions showing on my following tests, and I am scared to go to school or even check on my email. Since I get so bad results on my study, I tend to be careless so that I wouldn’t feel anything but then the expectations from me and my parents takes me down. At this point I didn’t realize I already had mental problems.
So basically, I was studying on my own for the whole of last year and all my classes were either in computer science or math, which I found out was my weakness and I hate them. I never really thought of changing my courses because I feel like I should take those classes to get a good job, well that’s definitely way too far for now but I have a really good imagination about my future. And that's also what my parents want me to do, and they are paying for my tuition, so I thought I had no chance of taking other classes. Because I have no social and I’m always alone, I don’t talk to any professor and advisors, things are getting worse every day. I feel stressed but somehow, I have no energy to change the situation. I stopped going to classes and checking emails since I got very bad nauceous everytime. Therefore I missed the withdraw email from school. I am very sorry about it.
In the last semester, I started to talk to my parents about how much I hate my current major and they were not happy with that. Therefore, I kept doing all these classes that I don’t like otherwise they will not pay my tuition. Since I lost too many classes I cannot catch up and I just back to the situation like before. The reason why I wasted so much time did not drop my courses on time is because I feel ashamed of myself. I don’t want anyone to know that I’m having a hard time and I feel like no one really cares about me, not even my parents.
This summer my depression and anxious raise to the peak and I started to suicide. At this point I realized I might have depression and I started to see counselors every week. Not only in school but also on SSP (student support program). Since all I did was hide behind reality it was a very torturous journey of counseling and I finally realized that I should study what I like and take it as my responsibility. Talking to my parents also took me tons of time because they think I was faking it, and they don’t understand.
After I talked to the therapist constantly, I got pretty good cured. And I talked to my parents again then they finally understood and supported me. But from now on, I understand I am the only one in charge of my life and I have to seek help on time otherwise I’ll sink into the bad circle over and over again. I will not be afraid of what other people think about me and just focus on myself. Also, I’ll keep having counseling and talk to advisors more often. I’m gonna focus on everyday instead of setting huge goals but have done nothing. I am fully confident about studying what I like. I know what I like now and I really need the chance to go back to school. I am ready.
In my last year of study, I struggled with my mental illness, and I didn’t take it seriously therefore it is hard for me to focus on my schoolwork, and I failed it. At first, I did great on my study. But I am afraid to talk to the professor and I didn't make many friends as well which means I have no one to discuss the part that I don’t understand in class. As the time went by, the neglect of questions showing on my following tests, and I am scared to go to school or even check on my email. Since I get so bad results on my study, I tend to be careless so that I wouldn’t feel anything but then the expectations from me and my parents takes me down. At this point I didn’t realize I already had mental problems.
So basically, I was studying on my own for the whole of last year and all my classes were either in computer science or math, which I found out was my weakness and I hate them. I never really thought of changing my courses because I feel like I should take those classes to get a good job, well that’s definitely way too far for now but I have a really good imagination about my future. And that's also what my parents want me to do, and they are paying for my tuition, so I thought I had no chance of taking other classes. Because I have no social and I’m always alone, I don’t talk to any professor and advisors, things are getting worse every day. I feel stressed but somehow, I have no energy to change the situation. I stopped going to classes and checking emails since I got very bad nauceous everytime. Therefore I missed the withdraw email from school. I am very sorry about it.
In the last semester, I started to talk to my parents about how much I hate my current major and they were not happy with that. Therefore, I kept doing all these classes that I don’t like otherwise they will not pay my tuition. Since I lost too many classes I cannot catch up and I just back to the situation like before. The reason why I wasted so much time did not drop my courses on time is because I feel ashamed of myself. I don’t want anyone to know that I’m having a hard time and I feel like no one really cares about me, not even my parents.
This summer my depression and anxious raise to the peak and I started to suicide. At this point I realized I might have depression and I started to see counselors every week. Not only in school but also on SSP (student support program). Since all I did was hide behind reality it was a very torturous journey of counseling and I finally realized that I should study what I like and take it as my responsibility. Talking to my parents also took me tons of time because they think I was faking it, and they don’t understand.
After I talked to the therapist constantly, I got pretty good cured. And I talked to my parents again then they finally understood and supported me. But from now on, I understand I am the only one in charge of my life and I have to seek help on time otherwise I’ll sink into the bad circle over and over again. I will not be afraid of what other people think about me and just focus on myself. Also, I’ll keep having counseling and talk to advisors more often. I’m gonna focus on everyday instead of setting huge goals but have done nothing. I am fully confident about studying what I like. I know what I like now and I really need the chance to go back to school. I am ready.