For the last THREE years I’ve tried to take this (required) course and dropped out every time. I took the first half of it three years ago and halfway through dropped it – meaning I lost all the money I put into that class.
Last year, I tried to take that class again so I could graduate in June 2016. I took it…and dropped it. Thankfully I dropped it BEFORE the drop date, so I got refunded.
This year I had no choice. It was the last class I needed to graduate, and, if I actually wanted to graduate I finally had to take it.
And I did.
And it was painful. And it was hard. And it caused me A LOT of anxiety. And I put more work into that class than any other class I’ve ever taken and still didn’t get great marks.
But it’s over. And I (think) I got a B! IT’S DONE!
I’M FINISHED STATS FOREVER!
Ah, good ol’ emetophobia – just when I think I’ve (mostly) recovered, you come back into my life! Thanks, emetophobia, you’ve been more loyal than anyone else! Thanks, emetophobia, you’ve always helped me lose weight! Thanks, emetophobia, keeping me up late at night so I can be more productive. What a great friend you are.
Sometimes, it’s good to make fun of yourself. When it comes to my anxiety disorders, I do this pretty often. Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t be able to function.
I’ve reimagined a few of my biggest fears as movies. It’s okay. You can laugh at me. Or with me I guess, because I’m laughing too.
I rarely swear on my blog, and although I categorize “shit” in the almost-not-a-swear-but-still-offends-some-people category, I understand many are offended by the word. If you are, I would kindly ask that you continue reading and instead, feel offended by what I’m about to show you instead.
When I was a kid, I was terrified of lying. I never lied to my parents, at least not on purpose. Sometimes, I would “accidentally” lie (i.e. forget a bit of information from a story). As soon as I remembered whatever it was I forgot, I would then freak out and apologize for “lying.” But now, I’ve realized, I lie all the time. Read More
I’ve been having a hard time blogging lately (what a surprise! Not like you’ve ever heard that before). The problem is, I feel like I have so many ideas floating around my head, I just can’t seem to think of anything concise enough to actually write about it. So instead, I’m just gonna write about a bunch of stuff. Read More