I just made the stupid mistake...but probably inevitable...of looking at FSU's philosophy web page.
God, it hurts. It all just hurts so deeply.
What really hurt was looking at the placement--who graduated and what they're doing now.
I'm envious. They weren't put in the awkward position I was.
I feel horrible, but honestly, I sometimes regret reporting the sexual harassment. I couldn't live with myself if I didn't report it, but what good came from reporting it? Nothing. Reporting sexual harassment is blackballing yourself.
My heart hurts, my head hurt.
I hurt. I was hurt. And him? RD?
I was just a minor annoyance.
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I want to scream and I want to cry. But for now, I'll do neither...because the rage and the tears are too overwhelming to produce anything but this measly blog entry right now.
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