I hope I still have some readers out there. I truly am very sorry for my unannounced hiatus. Believe me, I missed blogging. For a while I felt like it would be best to discontinue the blog if I'm going to be so inconsistent, but that would be very hard. So, I decided to step back up and keep doing what I do.
This past semester was very hard, for a lot of reasons. One day, I stopped being able to focus on work. I was so worried about work that it interfered with work. I started to worry about other things - what if my friends secretly hate me? What if I'm ugly? What if I'm too stupid to finish college? What will I do with my degree?
From there it progressed further. The same sentence would flash in my mind, over and over, making me incapable of simple tasks. It was a very simple sentence, but a very powerful one indeed. It said: Everything is falling apart.
Finally, I accepted therapy. I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, PTSD, C-PTSD, and possible panic disorder. My therapist and I worked on some strategies for dealing with anxiety and panic when they come, and how to battle the depression most effectively. (One strategy was to clear my plate of everything that wasn't absolutely necessary and essential. This blog, though I love it, was on that list.)I was able to focus enough to finish the semester, but I'm by no means "fixed." It will likely be a long battle to happiness.
But that's not all that's been happening, and it's not what I want to focus on.
Firstly, after the semester was over I got new hair!
Before. Long, side bangs, etc. |
After! I went with a straight bang. I love it so far! |
Out and about with my new hair. Sunnies: Target |
I also took a maymester to get some extra credits completed as well as to cushion the blow to my gpa that last semester caused. I took my junior seminar and a class on the ancient philosophy of yoga. My junior sem was a writing intensive that I need to graduate. The professor I took focused the class around inherited genetic diseases. Did you guys know that being a heterozygous carrier for sickle cell helps protect against Malaria? Or that being a carrier for cystic fibrosis protects against tuberculosis? The body's evolutionary defenses are endlessly fascinating! Yogic philosophy will probably get its own post now that I have time, but I'll just say for now that even though it's ancient (upwards of 6000 years old) it makes so much sense, even and especially in light of scientific discoveries of the past several years.
Now, of course, I feel obligated to bombard you with pictures and news about APO!
Pledging almost got scrapped for being unnecessary, but I felt so much friendship and positivity with my brothers that I knew it would be worth it. And I was right! Time spent serving with my brothers really truly was my safe haven when it felt like everything else was falling apart.
Now, of course, I feel obligated to bombard you with pictures and news about APO!
This was my first day wearing letters! My wonderful big ordered them from greekgear.com |
My pledge class, now newly initiated brothers! |
My family tree. Top center is my g-g-g-big Brittany Brown and her descendants. |
My family line! From left to right: my big Rachel, my g-big Jess, and yours truly |
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