Thursday, June 01, 2006

If I take anymore meds to calm down I might stop functioning.....

But if I don't take them I will crawl into a ball and rock back and forth.

The summer semester started last week, it has been brutal. I can't seem to be able to get any of the work down for any of the classes. I don't know what I am doing wrong. I have been going the last week on panic verge!

As being an adult student who has decided to return to school, I am doing things different this time around. I am not ashamed, and I'm at the point to let it all hang out. I have learning "disabilities" I am highly intelligent, may brain processes inf0rmation a little different than others, and learns/absorbs info differently. I made sure to be taking advantage of any services the college may have.

Growing up there were no program for children like me. Nor any services, testing, etc. It was up to me and my mom to find ways to just make it work and get through it. Since the second grade I have always traveled with a 3 hole puncher. You give me a piece of paper it must go into a binder for its own good. So here I am 34 with no real documentation of disabilities cause where does a person even go to get said documentation!?

So I am now completely frustrated with my campuses so-called disability services office. The counselors that everyone loved for good reason, he knew what he was doing and how to get it done! Sadly retired. I know he deserves it. But I miss him dearly. I now am struck with dealing with twiddle dumb and twiddle dee. They are of no help. Can't figure out how they still have the jobs they do. I left their offices so frustrated that I actually sat on a bench outside on the campus grounds and creed, then went into the library and cried.

Taking action, today I called the office that would be their boss! I'm pissed and never want to deal with the first two morons again. As life goes, the person I needed was not in the office, I left a message. The woman is going to think I am nuts! I was practically in tears on her voice mail basically begging her to help me ala" Star wars, Princess Leia.........Obi one kenobi your my only hope. help me obi one kenobi your my only hope.

Well I am off to go take a math test.
later

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