Saturday 8:57
So as I promised myself, I sent an email to TF this morning. The text is basically the same as this (without the bracketed section, since I don't know if it is true). I'll let y'all know what happens...
I did just realize though that now I am waiting to hear from 3 men all of whom can't give me what I am looking for from them: ET, RL, and now TF. Academics, jobs, and love.
Will my life ever go anywhere?
I was surprised that finishing my draft last night just made me want to cry. I feel beaten, not victorious. Maybe that is because I am tired and still can't stop working because I have the papers to submit to conferences and then the references for the fucking teacher career path paper to do and then the note from my school site visit in May to write up.
Then I can rest. Maybe.
I did just realize though that now I am waiting to hear from 3 men all of whom can't give me what I am looking for from them: ET, RL, and now TF. Academics, jobs, and love.
Will my life ever go anywhere?
I was surprised that finishing my draft last night just made me want to cry. I feel beaten, not victorious. Maybe that is because I am tired and still can't stop working because I have the papers to submit to conferences and then the references for the fucking teacher career path paper to do and then the note from my school site visit in May to write up.
Then I can rest. Maybe.
posted by Abby at 12:01 PM
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