I didn’t blog every day in August, so maybe I’ll try the last month of 2022.
Greetings. I’m alive. Sort of.
In some ways this year has been the best and the worst. I’ve done so much that I’ve wanted to do but have had some hard realizations … including that the world is not set up for people like me.
I get overwhelmed easily. And while I love academia in theory, feeling pressured to take no breaks has been hard for me to manage. I was thriving most of the semester but I’m not sure if there will be a time when I’m not burnt out at the end of the 15 weeks. Though it has gotten better. It’s one of those things that I’m not sure what would help in a culture that rewards overworking. maybe it’s pressure I put on myself but it does seem like folks expect responses 24/7.
I try to have boundaries for myself and I’m getting better at it but the reality is to get done everything I need to get done… I need to work more than the allotted work week. And I don’t think that’s because I’m neurodivergent. I think it’s because it’s set up that way and it’s especially hard for folks like me.
Eternal Ocean of Words 