I completed four college degrees alone.
I flunked out by myself.
Damned snowflakes. I entered Berkeley at 16. There were no free rides, no gentleman’s C. I had one course where the German’s accent was so thick I had to sit in the front row and transcribe, and then later I’d try to decipher the notes taken. I later had an apartment adjacent to the leader of the Young Communists on campus and had the FBI on my ass for years. Yeah, life’s tough.