I definitely dropped out of life for a while. Or did I?
Something you might (not) know about me is that I am super committed. Some people might use the term over-committed, but I only do things that I think will be fun or amazing. It is just that I see that potential in a lot of different projects.
Anyhow, something had to give. Since February, I have performed in a burlesque show, become the Camp Director of Camp Ten Oaks (a sleep-away camp for kids from LGBTQ communities and families… BTW we are HIRING kitchen staff and waterfront people!), kept up with Practicum, worked essentially part-time to pay the bills AND maintained some form of social life. Oh, I may have finished my first full year of my MSW too… but that’s not a big deal or anything…
So as you can see, I didn’t drop out of life. I just dropped out of blogging… and self-care. I know I need to be better at keeping personal time in my life, but it is just not in my wiring. Down time makes me feel bored and guilty… like I should be doing something better than playing Fallout: New Vegas or something. I’ve also been pretty consistent in attending spin classes at QUAD Spin in Toronto. When I get stressed I tend to give up those things and eat junk… so I’m really kind of in a funky place at the moment.
Doing school assignments fills me with stress. I’m a thinker and a languisher. I whine about work, complain when I don’t get it done and eventually get decent-ish marks. It’s not the most beautiful process, but it gets the job done. As much as the assignments were somewhat annoying, I would have to say the classes were okay. I was taking a research methods course, and while I’m not big on numbers the act of manipulating data was really interesting to me. Perhaps it is the sociologist in me that likes how malleable the process of knowledge construction is.
I was in a course about therapeutic interventions with individuals and families. While I am pretty sure I will get a terrible mark in this course, it opened my eyes to different styles of social work. I learned about narrative focused therapy, which really appealed to my social justice foundations. I feel like I learned a lot in the class, despite what a stupid 10-page paper might say.
I was in a group work class as well. While I sort of don’t feel like I learned a lot academically, I did take away some learnings that will definitely help me as a camp director. I was also lucky to have the most amazing prof. She was so engaging and passionate about this style of work… especially as a method of engaging young hyperactive boys. I felt really drawn to her style and would love a chance to work more with this prof.
Going forward, I want to remember to take time for myself, or I might go bonkers. I will be taking two courses in May and June to lighten the academics through out my second year. I joined a queer-friendly soccer league and am just ready to have a lot of fun on my bike and in the sun during the summer… while also working on projects and deadlines.