Woke up totally overwhelmed. But after taking my meds, drinking some coffee and take a shower, I now believe I’m ready.
I haven’t been this sane in a long time. Since well before the end of childhood. School brings back terrible memories. I just gotta go in there with the mindset of no expectations for myself…other than to learn.
If they do introductions I will play it as humble as I can. I’ve always sucked at intros in the past. No grandiosity in intros. Play it cool, me. I think I’ll be ok.
Just taking a class for pleasure/interest and structure in my life.
I’d be better off finding a part time job.
But oh well this is what I signed up for.
It’s called Humanities: the creative voice
It’s on humanities, philosophy, art, music, literature, history…all in one class.
At the local community college. Need to remind myself there’s not pressure. As long as I act as sane as I should be able to, I should have no issues. It’s not like this is the make or break class for my PhD. It’s supposed to be fun!!
Last class I did. I said I wanted to be some profession that I can’t even remember anymore. Pretty much I was psychotic and manic and said I wanted to be some grandiose profession when I “grow up”. Well I gave up on that idea quickly but the teacher wouldn’t give up on it and gave me a hard time every time I got a question wrong or something. Until I stopped going.
So yeah, I’m definitely not gonna claim some illustrious future career for me if we have to share that about ourselves again.
I hope you enjoy the class! It’s great that you’re able to study again.
There is time to find a part-time job if you decide you’re ready for that. You said in another post that this is a condensed summer semester course. It’ll be over already before you know it!
We had to draw a picture of our life and I drew me sleeping with me dreaming of chaos in my mind. It was meant to be a metaphorical thing but I was like “I think my life is boring but then there’s my mind and it’s crazy at times” and she gave me a weird look. And then I just kept talking about my drawing and she seemed empathetic. But it’s going to be a lot of writing the class which I enjoy. It’s less on the textbook very hands on. I also made the teacher laugh. She said “I’m older than I look”. I said “me too” and she laughed