Me and my daughter have been looking at secondary schools for starting next September in a big city around 3 hours away from the small town we live in now. It’s a big move and is quite scary for both of us. I’ve been living in a town I have hated for the past 10 years due to having to live where my daughter’s dad does. It was an abusive relationship in which I felt I wasn’t allowed my own identity, so it feels like the first decision I’ve made which supports me as a person. It has, however, been a completely anxiety-inducing process. I’ve bought a flat in the city that is being renovated currently but we can’t move into it until my daughter has finished school down here in another year. We have family and friends in the city and my daughter will still see her dad regularly.
As the city is quite a journey to get to and costs a lot each time we go there, I’ve had to rely heavily on web research and reviews to find out about schools. As the city is so big some of these schools are super hard to get into - they’re all state schools. Compared to the schools in the town we live in now, they offer so much more.
There is a school we originally earmarked which we liked the look of, it is a creative school and has an intake of 30 places for kids with artistic aptitude - which my daughter has, she’s an amazing artist. She would have needed to take an art test to show this. However after researching it, it had really bad reviews, saying the students are really unhappy and the head teacher is in short some kind of power-mad psycho.
I had to book her on to a general entrance exam which covered all schools in the borough which fell on one weekend last month. I then had to book two separate weeks of open days/nights to see 7 different schools. It’s a lot of travel and a lot of cost, me missing work and her school and seeing her dad, also finding care for my cat and a place to stay in the city for us.
This same period of time I needed to go up there again for my own final exam for the course I’d been on, we'd just come back from being abroad with her side of the family which was very emotionally charged, I was in the process of completing on the flat in the city, and had to move to a different flat down here in the town were in now, it was a super hectic time and I had very little support. People on her side of the family were worried about my daughter as she’d never done an exam before, and were saying it’s a lot for her (she’s been at an alternative/holistic school so far which doesn’t have exams). This was also a bit of a concern of mine, but I had prepped her and she actually did so well. She seemed to get a real boost of confidence too. Her side of the family have been very very against me moving away with her and it’s been incredibly difficult to work through.
The art exam was scheduled a couple of weeks before the open day during the period of time above. I ended up not registering her for it and thought we wouldn’t even go to see the school on the open day. The awful reviews coupled with the travel/money/busyness of the time period and stress it may put on her of another exam made me not register for it. I also misunderstood and thought if she got in on the aptitude test, she would have to go there and all other school applications would be void, I thought this was a big risk as we hadn’t even seen it yet.
A few weeks later, we’re in the city, and only end up going to this school's open day as its scheduled on the same day as another school we’re seeing nearby. We love it, I love it so much I nearly cry, it’s her favourite by a clear mile. Now I feel absolutely awful, like I’ve potentially ruined her life path. There’s an extremely slim chance she’d still get in based on distance from the school, but its massively hard to get into and we’re just on the very furthest edge of the catchment. I have just been swimming in regret and feel like I’ve made a huge mistake which has impacted the person I care about the most’s future. I don’t know what to do and just thinking about it all day. I’ve emailed them twice and left an answerphone message asking if theres anything I can do, but its been two weeks and they haven’t responded. I can’t really begin to describe the level of pure self hatred I feel right now, I just wake up with surging anxiety about it.