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Linda Hoenigsberg's avatar

Tarek. I went back to school when I was fifty-one. It was sort of a do-over since I had been kicked out of high school when I was 15-years-old. In college, as an older student, I pushed myself HARD. I ended up graduating cumma sum laude. I got accepted into a local masters program (social work) but that summer I found out I had a brain tumor, and was undergoing life-saving surgery that October. I had multiple disabilities from that surgery, but I wasn't going to lie around...I entered an online university and worked for the next three years on my masters. I got a 4.0, attending out of state residencies using a power chair (unable to walk) and then pushed myself through internships and a two year job with an agency in order to earn my hours to licensing. Sound like I'm bragging? I actually carry some shame about doing that. It wasn't good for my health and pushing that perfectionism caused me to lose out to some important family events. At the time, I actually thought it would make a difference in my work...that I had driven myself that hard. It made no difference. No one knew what my grades were or how I had pushed myself to achieve...to make up for how I felt about my young choices in life. No one knew but me...and I was too tired to enjoy it.

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Chuck Parish's avatar

Powerful!!!!!

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