Greek Life is without a doubt is one of the most misunderstood aspects of College Life. People have their opinions, but it’s amazing how many will judge something simply because they don’t understand it. Some undergraduates have the right to judge, they could have a perspective from a very bad experience, which I’ve seen from my own eyes in other organizations.
I’ve seen students call someone their “sister” or “brother” while simultaneously stabbing them in the back. I’ve seen people so broken and down and when they need their “sisters” or “brothers” the most, I’ve watched them take their letters away, pretending that they never existed. It’s inevitable that these organizations exist, but with a little time, dedication, and hard work you might come across a Greek organization like mine, not just a second family, but people I’d do anything for.
We’ve had our struggles, every family has their problems, but we would never turn our back on each other. I’ve gone through hell since receiving my letters, and as a new sister, I underwent the hardest time of my entire life.
I was 17 when I joined and I felt like I had everything. I had good grades, two jobs that I enjoyed, just got into the sisterhood of Alpha Omega; Life was good. On my 18th birthday (that was January 1st) I found out that my boyfriend of 3 years had been cheating on me for 8 months then broke up with me.
I was devastated. I know you’re probably thinking that it’s pathetic to have the worst part of your life be based around a breakup but at the time, he was my best friend. Within the previous year, I had struggled with the worst issues I’ve ever had with my father. Him and I do not get along and that’s fine, but it was much more than not getting along. I was punished for my sisters pregnancy and I was miserable and I felt trapped and all alone and he was the only person that helped me off my feet when I felt like I’d lost everything. I was belittled everyday and didn’t think I’d ever get away from it at all. I felt so bad about myself constantly that I wanted to run away, I wanted a place to run to.
After that break up, I went a little insane. I stopped eating, and I was drinking every single day of the week. I had no idea where I was going or what I was doing I solely knew that I was experiencing a downward spiral. In that fall, I found the love and sisterhood that my family, Alpha Omega, really represents.
They saved me in my weakest time and I’ve done my best to repay them. Recently I’ve seen one of the strongest girls I’ve had the privilege of calling a sister lose a friend to suicide, and I watched as she slowly learned that she can’t control everything, and that this wasn’t her fault, and that was amazing to me. She helped me when my anxiety took control of my life, and helped me to realize I can’t hold everything in until I break.
A sister who just joined last semester has been extremely homesick being military raised and from Texas that she considered transferring. When she felt all alone, and was determined to leave, it was Alpha Omega that kept her together.
My best friend from the time I was 8 I watched break down in front of me with a bottle of mascato in hand find herself again by keeping the good company of Alpha Omega. Another best friend I’ve had from highschool had her entire life change, and she kept close by Alpha Omega, as the pieces of her life slowly came back together through her struggles.
Both of my littles have faced their own demons. My first little recently lost her mom, and I would have done anything to take that pain away from her, while knowing in my heart that I couldn’t, and I watched her grow stronger from it all. My second little I listened as she questioned herself and her own abilities. As I sat there and listened, while I couldn’t change the way she felt, I laughed because it was hard to believe that someone who has done so much for me, could ever really doubt themselves.
Every fight we encounter never for a second makes me question if I made the right decision. I know I made the right decision. Alpha Omega saved me, and made me who am I am, the girls I call my sisters are like my own flesh and blood and I’d do anything to ensure their happiness.
That’s what Greek life is really about. It’s not about the parties, or the stereotypes. It’s not about having the most members, or being the “best” organization on campus. It’s about coming a part of something bigger than yourself and learning to rely and depend on others, it’s about being their for others without the expectations of something in return, while knowing in the back of your mind that the sisterhood has already offered you so much. Love, family, and learning about selflessness is something I think is worth pledging for. One pledge process for a family, and a support system, and a second home for the rest of your life.
We all have our own insecurities and our own problems, and chances are we will let everyone we care about down at some point in our lives, but no matter how dark your days get, having a family this loving, strong, and caring, means you’ll never face whatever hell stands before you alone. Greek life is everything to me, and I hope more people get to experience this kind of Greek Life Love.