So I just wrote this crazy long post about how frustrated I am at the stinkin head of the department that I went to complain to about my incidence with the teacher and my anxiety attack. She is bad. And he was rude. I don't like being disrepected. But after leaving it up for about an hour, I've decided to delete it. Something didn't sit right about posting something so negative. I'm not a negative person, but you wouldn't have guessed it by that post. Instead, I'll leave you with an excerpt:
Do you ever feel like the value of kindness is going down? That it's more important now to be tough than it is to be empathetic? That this is every man on their own? That sympathy is replaced with apathy and a "that's not my problem" attitude? That compassion is associated with being weak?
Usually I would tell you that that's not true. The world is a beautiful place and people are kind. However, today, I feel like the answer to the above questions is a big YES.
And I hate feeling like that.
I've always had a sensitive spirit. I feel things deeply. I love completely and fill my life with my passions. I'm sensitive to the needs of others. I'm sensitive to yelling and contention. I'm sensitive to harsh critisism. I'm sensitive to things I know are wrong. I'm just sensitive. I used to think this was (for the most part at least) a good thing. It kept me on the right track. Now I just feel outdated.
That about encompasses my feelings today. Like kindness is outdated. You have to be tough and cut throat to make it. Maybe sometime you'll get me drunk enough [on dr. pepper of course, I don't drink. duh] to tell you some of the awful things he said to me. Instead, I'll tell you to check out my guest post on Lissa's blog :) I adore her. Maybe someday when I grow up I'll be more like her!