Lately I’ve not really felt much like myself. I’ve been lethargic, really unfocused, anxious and agitated. Okay, so maybe I have been feeling like myself other than the lethargy part….lol.
Anyway, I did some digging to see what could be going on with me, and it seems that I’ve been afflicted with something that usually happens to teenagers when they are about 17 or 18 … I found something that sounds almost exactly like me:
A common disease which plagues high school seniors at one point during their last year in high school. Before they graduate, they are overcome with a lazy and indifferent attitude; uncaring of their studies. There are many different causes of the disease, but it can often be contagious between close friends. Often results in a change in personal style; from anything beforehand to sweats and baggy shirts. Hair is barely ever brushed; or for women, is up in a messy bun or ponytail. They might have many absences and a generally dismissive outlook towards any type of school assignments.
Source: Urban Dictionary
It’s official, I have Senioritis!
I am in the final 3 weeks of school before I finish my MSCJ (Master’s of Science Criminal Justice) and I can’t focus. I have two undergrad degrees and neither time did I struggle writing my final papers but my master’s thesis is killing me. Not because it’s hard, and I love school but GOOD LAWD !
I have a great support group and they’ve said “Hang in there, it’s almost over” and “You got this!” …. both of which I know are true but…GOOD LAWD!
I have thought about different ways that I could get through this, I like to think that I have a great set of coping mechanisms. My first thought is that I could drink, I dismissed that because if I start drinking, I am entirely capable of missing the last 3 weeks of school altogether, so that was no good. I have some friends who have successfully completed college high, but knowing me, I would spend the last 3 weeks of school either sleeping or eating foods that would cause my personal trainer to inflict serious bodily harm on me and I refuse to pay him to do that.
Since I couldn’t come up with an alternative method of coping with my senioritis, I thought that a 12 step program for stressed out master’s degree candidates would help me, until I read the steps:
Step 1 – We admitted we were powerless over our senioritis – that our lives had become insane.
Step 2 – Came to believe that only graduation could restore us to sanity
Step 3 – Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of anti-anxiety medications as we understand them.
Step 4 – Made a searching and feverish inventory of all of our research notes.
Step 5 – Admitted to our professors, to ourselves and to another human being the exact nature of our research theories.
Step 6 – We’re entirely ready to have Microsoft Word remove all these defects of spelling and grammar.
Step 7 – Humbly asked APA formatting to remove our shortcomings
Step 8 – Made a list of all persons we had thought of harming, and became willing to make good on those promises if they interrupt our research or the reporting of our findings.
Step 9 – Made direct amends to such people who have previously interrupted our research or the reporting of our finidings…….at some point.
Step 10 – Continued to proofread our work and when we were wrong promptly ignored it
Step 11 – Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with God as we understood God, praying only for knowledge of God’s will for us and the power to carry that out
Step 12 – Having had a graduation as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to other students, and to practice these principles in all our affairs
After reading the steps, I decided that turning over, asking, making amends, removing defects and all of that, in addition to my research and the reporting of my findings in my thesis was just undertaking more than I can deal with at the moment.
So, after all of the research I’ve done on my senioritis and the various ways that it can be managed, I decided that the best treatment for this disorder was to just got off my ass and make it happen……….I got this.