The experiential learning that we did in class gave me an hour of my life back. I was able to take back control of the things that were taken away from me. I could listen to my heartbeat and watch the rise and fall of my chest during each inhalation and exhalation I took. It was only me. There was no one to make me feel bad about myself; there was no one to make me feel less. With this hour of solitude I knew I needed more than that one time in class, I needed to make this hour for myself everyday if I were to truly take back control.
Moreover, I have been going through some really rough times with my roommates to the point where I end up crying myself to sleep and stay at Carlow until night. I do not feel appreciated, I feel rejected physically and wounded emotionally. It is a toxic place to live, but it is the only place I have right now during school. To find an hour of solitude is almost impossible in this place. Thus, I looked for other means to find my peace, but it was hard. However, I do find peace the peace I so desperately need while I exercise in the gym or sit on the bus. It is not the hour that I strive for or the perfect environment of serenity, but for now it works for me. I need a mental and physical escape, and this experiential learning gave me to first step to taking back what rightfully belongs to me.
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