My apologies to everyone for not being around much this week.
School kind of... well, it kind of exploded so hard that it catapulted me into a mid-life crisis. I've been getting about four hours of sleep a night, going to school for six hours a day, and then doing five to ten hours of homework a day. I even had an advisement session where they were like "Oh, you're just now having doubts about your path in life? Well, choose a major before the end of the year or they'll probably cut your financial aid." And another meeting with my professor and my lab instructor where they basically talked to me like I was four years old, told me I was stupid for following the instructions in the lab manual instead of intuitively knowing exactly what they wanted from me, and then when she remembered that I'd missed a lab last week because I was sick she asked me to bring in a note from my mother. I don't think she realizes that I'm older than her. And also that I'm in college, and not fucking kindergarten.
All of which has sent me spiraling into a hugely depressive state of "What the fuck am I doing with my life???" Because I hate school. I hate it with a burning passion. I just... I can't handle being talked down to and treated like an idiot, or being told that it doesn't matter that they didn't explain to me what the expectations for my work is, I should have just known, or that I technically answered the question correctly by working out the equations but I should have explained WHY I used that equation even though it said nowhere on the test that a paragraph of explanation was required. School has officially made me hate science - I don't want to do it anymore, every bit of love I had for the field of medicine and scientific discovery has been snuffed out by the complete assholism of all of my science professors. Nothing I do at all seems to make me able to learn whatever they want me to learn in whatever way they want me to learn, and it's tainted everything for me. I've had three straight semesters of feeling like this, and I have to take at least one more semester of Chemistry with the same professor. And at the end of it, I hate science. But, you know, my whole life plan circled around becoming either a PA or a nurse - but now I want nothing to do with either undergraduate or graduate level sciences. So... where does that leave me? I spent two years after high school pursuing a fiction writing degree only to be told over and over that my stuff was okay, but not in any way original or something that people would buy. I spent the next ten years working my ass off at corporate jobs figuring maybe I could just work and be happy, and at the end of that I was seriously considering a week in Bellevue. So I decided that what I really wanted to do, what I'd always really wanted to do, was something in the medical field. So I quit my job and went back to school... and now I hate it. I just feel like I'll never figure out what I want, or I'll find something I want again and not be smart enough or capable enough to accomplish it. And I know this is something that many people go through, I just can't figure out how to get myself through it. Because right now, the despair is kind of all-encompassing. The fact that I get out of bed every day is sort of shocking to me, but I do it and that's a small victory.
And on top of that, my best friend's relationship is slowly falling apart, and rather than just end it while it's still amicable she's trying to fix it - only, he's got the IQ of a chimpanzee and the manipulative power of an evil toddler, so I'm watching it slowly turn into an emotionally abusive relationship for her. And I really, really want to go beat the ever-living shit out of him. I'm so furious at the things he says to her and the way he guilt-trips her into giving him what he wants that I am literally having fantasies about bringing some hard pipe-hitting motherfuckers down there with a couple of blowtorches and going medieval on his ass. Because my friend is nothing like me - where I am a bitter, sarcastic bitch, she is really sensitive and caring and cries every time she sees, like, a homeless person or a kid with Down Syndrome because it makes her sad. I love her for being all those things and reminding me that it's okay for people to be that way instead of it being a weakness... and if that sleezy piece of shit she calls a boyfriend ends up putting her on the train to Bittertown, I will destroy him.
And as if that wasn't enough, I joined a gym, so I've been spending two hours a day exercising. Which means I'm sore and tired and my pile of dirty laundry smells even worse.
So yeah. It's been a rough week for me, but I only plan to leave the house to go to the gym today, and not at all tomorrow, so you can trust that I will be replying to every single open thread I have in the next two days, and hopefully plowing through some XP awards as well. And if I pop onto chat, give me many hugs. Because I need them. *grumbles* |