My eyes started to glaze over as I read the seemingly endless questions contained in the 10-page federal financial aid application. I had to complete the form so I could get the money I needed to attend college. Some of my high school classmates had parents, older siblings or friends who’d gone to college to turn to for help.
Me? I was on my own. This was last summer as I started the process of getting ready to enroll as a first-year student. I’d later find myself away from home for the first time as a first-generation college student at Loyola University New Orleans. To say I had a lot on my plate is an understatement.