It has been a rough last seven days.
Last week there was a protest at my University led by people very ignorant and uneducated on the matter they were protesting. Keeping my mouth shut about it, due to my position as an advocate, was extremely tough. Especially when the attacks turned personal.
Then I was scheduled to work twice over the weekend when I had requested it off. This is a big deal for a few reasons. First, Halloween is my absolute favorite holiday. Yes, I think it’s better than Christmas and Thanksgiving and my birthday and everything else. Second, between Monday and Tuesday (i.e. yesterday and today), I had been assigned the following:
- Lab Practical in 421
- Lab Report due in 421
- Annotated Bib (which I have never done) in Fem Theory
- Essay in Civil Rights
- Exam in 547 (aka my hardest class)
- Exam in 318
So literally something really important in every class. (Mind you, this is two weeks AFTER midterms week, aka HARDLY ANYTIME BETWEEN THINGS.) Not to mention that I went on call last night for the whole week. So, given my work schedule, I had hardly any time to actually give proper attention to each of these assignments, and I was so stressed about them that I hardly enjoyed my favorite holiday.
So then yesterday, I completely fucked up my practical and almost cried, literally, five times during it. And then, because I had been in a rush to get there early to review, I had forgotten to grab spare tampons. Yes, that’s right, I also started my fucking period this weekend. And because of my birth control, it’s HORRIBLE. So those two things set the tone for the entire awful day that it was.
And then to top it off, when I got home from classes, I received a text. My client that I had been working with for the last month and a half had a heart attack last week and died. What. The.
Actually the worst Monday of my entire life.
But then I started receiving the love from the amazing people in my life. My roommate offered me as much Dove dark chocolate as I wanted. My on call team sent me beautiful messages. When I got to meeting, everyone immediately ran over, stuck me in the middle, and did a cinnamon roll hug. Holy moly, was that exactly what I needed. I felt immediately better after that. And then, cherry on top of the sundae, Nick spent the night with me so I wouldn’t have to be alone.
So my Monday was shittier than you can imagine. But goodness, am I not the luckiest person to have such incredible humans in my life?