Thanks everyone. I'm close to the end of week 5 of college.

Who would have thought at 38 you could be starting a career. I'm going for none other than getting my Masters in Social Work. It will take about 7 years total with all the pre-classes and such, but I think that is still good taking it's been 19 years since I've been in school.
This past 6 months have been a huge road to travel. It wasn't fun nor easy, but was well worth it. I had been with a therapist for almost 6 years and made some progress. Then hit a wall as well as the therapist retired. So I moved on to a wonderful lady who has been there for me through thick and thin pretty much these last 6 months or so. Pretty intense therapy. Sometimes daily, well pretty much daily. I went through a fast course of indept work and sometimes I felt I wouldn't survive.
In July my therapist looked at me and said, why don't we go to the college and see what you would have to do to start school. (She knew what my dreams and goals were.) I said sure and we went. Was out within an hour and had signed my admissions paper and was a College student. That's when I got my Student # so that's when I felt it was official. It pretty much went smoothly getting in, but there were a few hiccups along the little path. I have a melt down once a week

and a part has to take over for a day or two to get me through it. Then after I have my little break and I can survive things, I come back into the swing of things. This is coming up on a very difficult time for me due to the upcoming holiday, so I'm expecting the meltdowns to happen for a while. As long as I make it through the first semester, I'm sure I can do it.
I thought taking an art class with the reading, writing, and math would make things easy along the line for this semester.

Well I'm having more difficult time with Basic Design than I am with the other classes. I have A's so far and two Pre-classes that were only a day I have A's in there. I laugh when I go look at my transcript with those 2 classes on it and it says I have a 4.0. I printed it and told my therapist that I have proof that at least for this little bit of time I have a 4.0. Well I need to get to bed as I have to go to art tomorrow and start yet another project when 3 of the projects are not due until next week and this new one isn't included in the ones that are due.

Also I have a Math test.

So tomorrow is going to be a quick, but busy day. It won't be a long day like normal as I get to take my test in the testing center due to my PTSD where it is quiet and no one to bother me or disturb me and I have all the time to get it done. So I am taking it right after art and will be done before my math class even begins, but I don't have to attend it. Woohooooo! Then week 5 is the end for those 2 classes and then Thursday week 5 will be totally behind me. For this semester anyway. LOL
Sorry for the long post.
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- or at least have a strong grasp on it and not letting go. (Even though our healing is still happening.)
woundedhearts