Your first reaction to seeing a bat inside your living space is fear: “Holly hell, a bat!” You lock yourself in your room; you call someone; you start Googling “bat in apartment.”
And even though you know the bat is just trying to get back outside, and even though you know bats are a protected species, and even though you know that the odds of getting rabies is extremely unlikely, all you want to do is kill the damn bat. In the moment, fear dominates your every thought.
But it’s worth noting that superheroes tend to take on the personas of that which they most fear:
We have housing, sure, but Fredonia is not your home, and it’s dangerous to think of it as such.
You will be challenged here, physically and mentally; you will be made to feel uncomfortable, intentionally and unintentionally; you might even be offended, because professors will intentionally provoke you. That’s their job, to provoke you to better thinking.
A home makes you feel safe; an educational institution exposes you to stepwise danger. I wouldn’t pay for an education that didn’t.
If you’re looking for a home you probably shouldn’t go to college.