I walked into Geneseo with big eyes and a pocket full of hopes. I had no idea what to expect in terms of everything college had to offer. Sure, I had taken college classes before. I knew what to expect, but this was different; this was the real deal. Classes, we’re almost carbon copies of my college-level classes in high school. I had such high hopes for my learning outcome however, I thought my mental health would become completely unfixable with the start of a new chapter in my life. Surprisingly, my struggles have decreased since the beginning of the school year. I didn’t expect that. My classes however have been the opposite. They started easy and tame and gradually increased to ‘what the heck is going on, I’m so confused!’
Funny how that works. My mental health didn’t grow with my struggle in my classes. As we reach the middle of the semester, classes have reached their peak and are thankfully going downhill. I’ve stayed up to date, reading all of my assignments and studying hard for my quizzes. I was convinced my mental health would make my life unbearable, especially with midterms and increasing assignments. I was pleasantly surprised when that wasn’t the case, and I was somewhat successful. The only issue is, I struggle with asking for help. When I feel confused in class or with assignments, I’m afraid to ask for help.
That’s my goal for the second half of the semester. To push me and do things for myself. I want to stop being afraid of asking for help. It’s such a mundane task, but it’s been a huge struggle for me, it’s the only factor decreasing my grade and participation in my classes. I believe that by working on asking for help from professors and other peers, I can be even more successful in my studies and finish the semester strong! That’s honestly my only goal for the second half of the semester. I am very nervous about working my way up to asking for help, but I know once I do it, It will be easier, and I will get the help I need to demonstrate my full potential.