Pink...

I always liked Pink Floyd's title "Comfortably Numb". Don't get me wrong, I don't fit the first part of that, only the second half! At the end of the week I was pleased with some receptive progress made but much of me still feels numb, more like 'paralyzed' actually. And as everyone in class has stress, I have my outside stressors which I don't talk about. Honestly, I think my life is easier than some since I don't have their responsibilities, but there is always some stress. I remember one woman from last summer's workshop saying she quit working during her ITP year. It sounded like a good idea and now I understand the reality of it. What we have to learn in the next eight weeks before we go in the field is daunting. The abuse we give ourselves and the reprimands we deserve from April and Ruby are valid. It takes so much to do this, to learn this, that there is little left at the end of the day or week.

I have never thought of quitting and I have never said that I can't do this. Hm, I may have stated that in previous posts, but it bears repeating. Everyday we get a little better. Everyday I learn another facet of signing and interpreting.

Progress, everyday. Look back for experience, but look up for the goal.