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The first month, if you like was ok, didn't do a great deal, we just spent time learning about what the next 2 years have in store for us, getting to know our lecturers and them to know us. Informed about the procedures of the course, what to expect, guidelines for how work handed in shall be marked, and all that jazz! Has been a shock to the system, if truth be told on just how hard I found my second month at uni, I think it has been a case of shock to my system after not setting foot to study in a educational establishment since messing up college in the 2004-5 academic year. How do I mean? What do I mean? Life hadn't been the kindest to me, and as a result my self confidence became masked by a thick layer of bricks and then in front of them a severely dense concrete wall which didn't allow emotion to penetrate through it, as the slightest crack would of enabled the world around to see just how fragile and unable to function, not to mention vulnerable I actually was within. Existing in a world of doubt where I longed to be ignored by all as it was safer than risking allowing anyone to see what I felt myself to be truly like in case they were and or became unable to process the mess which I knew deep down I was. The mess that craved something to enable it to start to thrive as surely if it didn't find something to cling hold of it would of died. Thankfully though with intervention from a wonderful therapist who enabled me to realise, accept and take on board that what happened in my past was anything but my fault as I was young and did nothing wrong and those whom were older and inflicted their burdens upon me did everything wrong. Non the less the result was a existence of attempting to survive, allowing no one close and therefore not reaching my potential which I knew was a waste but nothing was able to give confidence back until I found the right time for me. School was in short hell, *******insert poem on school *********
as a result I was in the mindset, a negative one, that I could never and would never achieve academically as how could I when the foundations of my education had been battered and bruised during times when they should of been nurtured and taught just how incredible studying really could and had the ability to be.
The first month of the semester was hard, having to become disciplined to manage my time away from my studies in a more efficent way as if I didn't I would be exhausted which would h ave a direct result in the effort, concentration and angst of being in a already alien environment.
What do I mean by alien environment? for the first time I was studying in a class, amongst peers whom viewed me as a equal, with their guidance I am realising and accepting that I can make friends, have fun, but at the same time I have things to learn from them, and they in turn I think will find themselves learning from me.
My peers elected me as course representative which was like 'wow' first time in my life within a academic setting I have been voted anything other than a class clown. I just wanted to cry happy tears as finally at 25 years old feel like studying could well be for me, as they, my peers were/are accepting of me. We are able to have a good laugh and giggle, there is respect amongst ourselves for one and other, realising we are all incredible people with so much to offer the world around us, and once graduated we will ensure the Social Care field is enriched for having us within it.Tags: reflective journal
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