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The unexpected lows of being a first-generation student

Although my achievements as a first-generation student are something I’m proud of, I can’t help but sometimes dread in the shadows of it — and it makes me feel terrible. I should always be happy for the opportunities given to me that my family never received. Yet, I find myself in moments of solitude, guilt and pressure that being a first-generation student has presented to me.
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