Now, as you can see from my earlier posts, I had a rough semester due to my break up. To add on to the mental strain, my parents notified me only a few weeks later that our beloved family golden retriever Jake, was found having a seizure, and a week later they found him full of cancer. This led to the tough decision made by my parents to put him down when the veterinarian let them know his days were more limited than we had originally expected.
Now in the midst of this crazy semester, I had papers galore, I was searching for a new place to live, and trying to keep my sh** together at work without letting on that inside, I was hurting. I’ve dealt with hardships before, and my mother gave me one great piece of advice that I use in many other situations. That being, “when someone dies, you can’t stop living.” Now I have dealt with death in the past, and even though a break up isn’t a physical death, I thought of it as an emotional one. But my mother reminded me I can’t put my life on pause because someone else made a decision that would affect me for only a certain amount of time.
Any way, the point I was trying to make was, when you are in need call for help. In this case, I had my friend (and now room-mate), my parents, and even my friends back home. The other group of people I got in touch with slightly about my situation was my professors. Even though most people don’t believe that their teachers will care. When I had an 8 page paper due a few weeks after my break up, I really wasn’t in the mood to do a paper I had very little interest in, and after staring at the syllabus for 2 weeks, I caved and had to call my teacher for help.
Luckily she could tell I was struggling and even just telling her “I’m dealing with a few things in my life right now, and am not able to concentrate very well on this current paper as well as I would like, so I will warn you the quality of this paper will not be as good as my last” was honestly the best decision ever! Her response to this was genuine, and offered to extend the deadline if need be. Me being me, I don’t care to take an extension unless I absolutely have to; so I didn’t. And to add on, I got an 88 on a paper I felt like was 8 pages of not very well structured sentences, and kept thinking “I don’t think I made many coherent sentences in this thing.” The best part was her comments were “good context,” “right idea”and “great research”, making it well known she took into consideration the amount of work I was able to put into the paper.
So lesson learned, teachers do understand that life happens and if you just explain, most, not all, will be understanding and work with you. I have to say I’ve been very lucky with the program I chose. The teachers and classmates I have, have all been wonderful, and luckily they’re all very supportive when you need them.
When in need, call for help. You might be surprised who answers your call.