Hey all,
I've created a new blog wherein I am experimenting with overcoming my depression.
It's right here
Pop on over there and check it out! I'd really appreciate any support.
Thanks,
Kate
Hello I'm Kate
viernes, 20 de noviembre de 2015
jueves, 5 de noviembre de 2015
miércoles, 30 de septiembre de 2015
Alaska
Hello all,
I'm writing from the lovely little town of Homer, Alaska. It's beautiful here; you can see the sea from just outside the door.
I've come here to be a nanny to a family that owns a seaside inn. I'm staying in a room at the inn and it's been very interesting. I've been here for three weeks now.
Originally I was supposed to be here for at least a year, but it doesn't seem like it will end up that way. You see, I'm having a very hard time here and I don't think it will be healthy for me to stay much longer. The days will start to get much shorter and much colder, and that equates to me being a much sadder person.
I didn't realize how much of my happiness was based on my identity and individuality. Living in the room of somebody else and eating the food that belongs to somebody else and spending my time with children who are related to somebody else makes me feel like I am losing my sense of self. It's all very odd and I didn't expect it to end up like this. It's hard to explain how it feels and why it's distressing to me, but it is. I've been alarmingly depressed since I got here. Dreading waking up in the morning is not the way I want to live during the next year.
My employer noticed that I was very down and was very compassionate toward me. In fact, it was she who suggested that it might be a bad idea for me to stay. I'm so grateful toward her, as this is not how I imagined this scenario playing out. She has been so kind and understanding, and I really could not have asked for a better employer for this to happen with.
I choose to believe that everything happens for a reason and that there are lessons to learn in every situation. Therefore, I have compiled this comprehensive list of all of the things I have learned thus far whilst being in Alaska:
1. Moose don't always have antlers
2. It is possible to live 4 1/2 hours drive from a Walmart while being in the United States
3. I do not want to ever live 4 1/2 hours drive from a Walmart while in the United States again.
4. Small towns can be charming, but also very boring.
5. I don't like caring for children who are not related to me.
6. Cooking dinner every night is hard. (when I'm living alone I usually just snack on stuff throughout the day-- I don't really eat meals)
7. People in Alaska are very friendly
8. I really love my family and want to be close to them
9. Living in a hotel isn't as fun as it sounds
10. I can actually get sick from eating too much cookie dough
My employer is currently in search of a new nanny, and I should be back with my family before Thanksgiving. Also, I should be able to try moose meat in the next week because my employer's father just shot one. so, that's going to happen...
I hope all is well,
Kate
I'm writing from the lovely little town of Homer, Alaska. It's beautiful here; you can see the sea from just outside the door.
I've come here to be a nanny to a family that owns a seaside inn. I'm staying in a room at the inn and it's been very interesting. I've been here for three weeks now.
Originally I was supposed to be here for at least a year, but it doesn't seem like it will end up that way. You see, I'm having a very hard time here and I don't think it will be healthy for me to stay much longer. The days will start to get much shorter and much colder, and that equates to me being a much sadder person.
I didn't realize how much of my happiness was based on my identity and individuality. Living in the room of somebody else and eating the food that belongs to somebody else and spending my time with children who are related to somebody else makes me feel like I am losing my sense of self. It's all very odd and I didn't expect it to end up like this. It's hard to explain how it feels and why it's distressing to me, but it is. I've been alarmingly depressed since I got here. Dreading waking up in the morning is not the way I want to live during the next year.
My employer noticed that I was very down and was very compassionate toward me. In fact, it was she who suggested that it might be a bad idea for me to stay. I'm so grateful toward her, as this is not how I imagined this scenario playing out. She has been so kind and understanding, and I really could not have asked for a better employer for this to happen with.
I choose to believe that everything happens for a reason and that there are lessons to learn in every situation. Therefore, I have compiled this comprehensive list of all of the things I have learned thus far whilst being in Alaska:
1. Moose don't always have antlers
2. It is possible to live 4 1/2 hours drive from a Walmart while being in the United States
3. I do not want to ever live 4 1/2 hours drive from a Walmart while in the United States again.
4. Small towns can be charming, but also very boring.
5. I don't like caring for children who are not related to me.
6. Cooking dinner every night is hard. (when I'm living alone I usually just snack on stuff throughout the day-- I don't really eat meals)
7. People in Alaska are very friendly
8. I really love my family and want to be close to them
9. Living in a hotel isn't as fun as it sounds
10. I can actually get sick from eating too much cookie dough
My employer is currently in search of a new nanny, and I should be back with my family before Thanksgiving. Also, I should be able to try moose meat in the next week because my employer's father just shot one. so, that's going to happen...
I hope all is well,
Kate
jueves, 19 de febrero de 2015
In which I publicly vent my frustration.
So let me start out by saying I have great roommates. They're nice. They're kind. They've never said anything rude to me or been angry with me. They're wonderful people.
But
There is one thing that drives me crazy.
We have a white board on our fridge, with a marker attached. Our kitchen isn't the cleanest thing in the world, but it gets cleaned regularly and it's hygienic enough to cook in. But constantly there is a new message from somebody saying "please clean up your messes" or " do your dishes" or "have everything cleaned up by 5:30 tonight or else I am hiring a hit man to come kill you all in your beds :) Love you!!"
It drives me crazy. Just for the record, I am not the one that makes a mess. I wash my dishes within an hour of using them and I wipe off the counters every day.
I'm sure the person who writes these messages is doing it with the best intentions, but it makes me feel like I am constantly under surveillance and I'm being judged for what I do. Can't we live in our apartment peacefully without somebody constantly telling us what to do? I don't like it.
That's it. I'm just grumpy about it and wanted to vent.
But
There is one thing that drives me crazy.
We have a white board on our fridge, with a marker attached. Our kitchen isn't the cleanest thing in the world, but it gets cleaned regularly and it's hygienic enough to cook in. But constantly there is a new message from somebody saying "please clean up your messes" or " do your dishes" or "have everything cleaned up by 5:30 tonight or else I am hiring a hit man to come kill you all in your beds :) Love you!!"
It drives me crazy. Just for the record, I am not the one that makes a mess. I wash my dishes within an hour of using them and I wipe off the counters every day.
I'm sure the person who writes these messages is doing it with the best intentions, but it makes me feel like I am constantly under surveillance and I'm being judged for what I do. Can't we live in our apartment peacefully without somebody constantly telling us what to do? I don't like it.
That's it. I'm just grumpy about it and wanted to vent.
miércoles, 30 de julio de 2014
7/30/2014
This is the last week we're here. I'm flying out on a red-eye on Saturday night-- should be back on Sunday afternoon. I'm so stressed that I'm not even really having time to be sad. Tomorrow we are presenting our class's final project to their parents. There's going to be a big assembly and all of the parents are supposed to be there. I'm worried because only about half of the students are finished with their projects as of today, and we've given them a lot of time to work on it. I feel responsible for them because I am their teacher and I will feel bad if it doesn't seem like they've learned a lot or if the students are not feeling good about the projects they are showing their parents. I'm getting a lot of pressure from the director of the program and I've never taught anything and I've never even taken any classes on teaching and it's all a bit overwhelming right now.
Anyways, my students are adorable, as always. The city we're teaching in, Haina, is the third most polluted city in the world. Most of the people there have traces of lead poisoning, and it's not good. A lot of the kids have family lives that are not that good. For example, one my favorite girls told me that she has never met her Dad and she hasn't seen her mother for 5 years. She lives with her grandparents with 5 of her siblings. I just want to take them all home and hug them all of the time. They're wonderful and smart and funny and very cute.
Here are some pictures of them. I've got 24 students.
Anyways, my students are adorable, as always. The city we're teaching in, Haina, is the third most polluted city in the world. Most of the people there have traces of lead poisoning, and it's not good. A lot of the kids have family lives that are not that good. For example, one my favorite girls told me that she has never met her Dad and she hasn't seen her mother for 5 years. She lives with her grandparents with 5 of her siblings. I just want to take them all home and hug them all of the time. They're wonderful and smart and funny and very cute.
Here are some pictures of them. I've got 24 students.
lunes, 7 de julio de 2014
happy
I've just been very happy lately. I love getting up in the morning, well rested and healthy, and going to teach my students. I love working for something that I believe will have a positive impact on someone. I like building up these kids' self-esteem and trying to bring out the creativity in them. It's great. It's the middle of the Dominican summer and I don't have air conditioning. I'm hot, sweaty, and kind of dirty, but I'm really happy.
I woke up this morning at about 7:30 and went up to the rooftop of the apartment building to do yoga with some people who came on this trip with me. We did sun salutations and a bunch of fun poses. It was really rejuvenating and refreshing. We left for school around 11, and when we got there we started a game of basketball. When the kids got out of class they came and joined us for a bit. We had rice and beans for lunch, with pineapple and salad. Our lesson was about circuits and we had the students build circuits using schematic drawings. It was good and the students seemed to learn a lot and have some fun today.
After school we all packed up and went to Torre del Sol, my old apartment building, to swim. The Taylors sent down Savannah and Sarah to swim with us, and we all had a good time playing and swimming with them. We definitely had more fun with them around than we would have had by ourselves.
I'm tuckered out, and ready to go to sleep. I've got yoga again tomorrow, and then lesson planning.
martes, 1 de julio de 2014
7/1/2014
Today was a little stressful. We started walking to Nacional the grocery store, then a lot of people from our group wanted to come with us. We got almost there and I had been thinking it probably wasn't a good idea for about 7 white people to be walking home with groceries, so we just decided to walk back. It was kind of stupid.
We started teaching today. The school was kind of in disorder when we got there. Some kids had showed up that morning that weren't supposed to, and the math teacher just hadn't shown up, so the classes were all mixed up. We all had lunch really late, and then when we finally got to start our classes it was 3:10. We were supposed to start at 1:30, so it was a little late. School is supposed to end at 3:30, but Claudina, the woman in charge of the school, told us to go until 4:00. The kids weren't too happy about that, but they were good and didn't complain too much.
It was a mess! We weren't prepared for that, so we kind of had to do things on the fly. Our experiments that we were trying to show the kids didn't work because of the humidity in the air and the lack of static electricity, so the kids seemed very unimpressed. We're going to try out our experiments tonight to make sure they work before we let the kids do them. It was kind of disappointing because we really want to do a good job. Hopefully tomorrow will be better because we will be better prepared.
We started teaching today. The school was kind of in disorder when we got there. Some kids had showed up that morning that weren't supposed to, and the math teacher just hadn't shown up, so the classes were all mixed up. We all had lunch really late, and then when we finally got to start our classes it was 3:10. We were supposed to start at 1:30, so it was a little late. School is supposed to end at 3:30, but Claudina, the woman in charge of the school, told us to go until 4:00. The kids weren't too happy about that, but they were good and didn't complain too much.
It was a mess! We weren't prepared for that, so we kind of had to do things on the fly. Our experiments that we were trying to show the kids didn't work because of the humidity in the air and the lack of static electricity, so the kids seemed very unimpressed. We're going to try out our experiments tonight to make sure they work before we let the kids do them. It was kind of disappointing because we really want to do a good job. Hopefully tomorrow will be better because we will be better prepared.
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