My college days are officially over. Though I dropped out of the University of Michigan nearly 4 years ago, it was only a week ago that my student ID actually expired for good.
I regret nothing about leaving college. To stay when I hated it would have been an egregious betrayal of myself and my vision for the life I wanted and the world I want to create. Like it did so many of my peers, it would have stunted my mind, calmed my ambition, and held me back, perhaps permanently.
Instead of jumping through academic hoops, I spent the last 4 years building a career and a business. I spoke in dozens of countries, saved more than enough money for a house or anything else I need, traveled nearly full time for fun and work, have had my writing viewed by over 2 million people, and studied and read more than I ever did in school. It hasn’t been perfect, but compared to what I would have done in college and what I would have had to show for it, the difference cannot be priced.
My friend Leon likes to joke that I’m a professional dropout. I’ve worn that as a badge of honor, and it is, but I have a lot more I want to do now and ending the grip college has on the lives of so many young people is just one of them.
So, goodbye to all that.