The breaking point

To our dearest Ball State professors,

You are making my life this week before leaving for Russia a living nightmare! I understand you have a job to do but come on; I have all semester to catch up after I get back from the biggest, most important, most AMAZING trip of my life and career. I am on the verge of total breakdown mode, and I do not, I repeat, DO NOT need the additional anxiety of immersive video assignments, papers and quizzes these final six days! Not to mention, on top of all that, I still have two final pre-Sochi stories (and this blog) to write in two days and I’m experiencing the worst writer’s block of my life! And as far as Friday evening and Saturday make-up classes go….yeah, I can’t even think about wasting my valuable final weekend before leaving going to those right now. PLEASE GIVE US A BREAK!

Sincerely,

An anxiety-ridden Allyson Burger.

So let’s talk total breakdown. Wednesday of this week was definitely the breaking point I’ve been fearfully anticipating. After what seems like E V E R Y T H I N G went wrong, I couldn’t take it all anymore. I’m talking a full-blown mental, emotional, physical break down. After I left NewsLink, Ball State’s student-run TV news outlet, I went home, changed into the baggiest pants I own, curled up in bed and sobbed into a very unhealthy Taco Bell order (so much for that diet…).

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I’m a worrisome and anxious person in general, but I’m also usually a master at keeping it all together. Fail. I think my roommates can attest to my lack of composure and total spaz-ness Wednesday night, even though they were all afraid to come into my room once they heard some very unattractive high pitched wails at 11:30 p.m. (whoops).

But today (Thursday) is a brand new day. I’m refreshed, slightly pulled back together and leaving the feelings from last night out of mind until Feb.16, when I can go home and cry or brag to my mommy. I can’t afford to live in the past when I’ve been offered this chance to show what I can do. This is an opportunity of a lifetime, and I won’t allow my worry wart/freak out/anxious nature soil one moment of this trip or this experience.

Onward to Sochi!

Six. More. Days.

 

BSU at the Games is a freelance news agency operated by 22 student journalists reporting from the Sochi 2014 Winter Olympic Games through an immersive-learning program at Ball State University.

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