Last weekend was a terrible weekend that turned into a purely fantastic one. It was a beautiful lesson in how much we need other people in our lives, especially in times when we are really hurting. After opening up to a few people about issues plaguing me, a long and emotional cry (so cliche for a girl, I know, but seriously one of the best outlets), and some wonderfully and bluntly honest conversations, the entire situation was just put into perspective, and I felt so much better about everything that had been weighing on me. What can I say? "I get by with a little help from my friends" [The Beatles] is a concept that keeps becoming more and more prominent in my life. :)
This weekend I spent the most time in the apartment than I have all semester, but it's been good...which surprises me. The past few weekends have gotten to just be frustratingly boring with so little to do outside mundane homework. This weekend was the first weekend I didn't go to Lincoln on Saturday, so there's been even less to do, so there's not even much to speak of there.
Oh, wait. There was some seething. Yes, seething. Sometimes people need to just man up and have the courage to tell you the truth. It's a slap in the face to not even matter enough to get that. I'm ready to walk away from that. The second I realized how stupid it was to be seething about it was the second I felt better about that whole situation and realized that yes, I am worth more than that, and yes, I will keep fighting for fairness. Perhaps this situation's a lost cause, but it's a lesson for the future. The whole situation wasn't worthless. That's a relief.
This has been quite a growing semester in the first 3 weeks...it's more than I could have asked for, and it makes me excited to see how much more is in store over the remaining time.
~"Somewhere in him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run on a night like this, so the sadness could not hurt." [Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury]~
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