Well my first week back at school has been quite a week. It’s been nice to see everyone again. I got my grades back on Monday, and let’s just say that I have a lot of work to do. At the same time it could have been a lot worse. I’ll be setting up meetings with my professors this week to see where I can improve and making a plan to do a lot better this semester.
On Wednesday I got the wind knocked out of me so to speak. I have a new professor this semester, and when she called on me in class she called me Ms. instead of Mr. When I first heard her say it my heart sunk. Then anger came, and for a second I thought about asking her a smart-ass question. But I ended up just correcting her and then looked back down at my book to try and answer her question. I didn’t really get to see her reaction because I was trying to come up with an answer, but one of my friends in the class told me that her facial expression seemed to suggest that she knew she messed up and felt bad. Later that afternoon she sent me an email apologizing. I’m not one to process sadness that quickly, and I was busy doing things after class. So it really didn’t hit me until I got home that afternoon. I cried. It stung like hell. My friend described being misgendered like getting a paper cut. One or two of them just sting pretty bad, but once you get enough of them it’s death by a thousand paper cuts. It’s not like I don’t get misgendered on a semi-regular basis, but I have a certain amount of comfort at the law school that it isn’t going to happen there. It just caught me off-guard I guess.
I have another new professor this semester, so I need to figure out something so it doesn’t happen again. I know it was a mistake, and she didn’t mean to hurt me. Still, that didn’t make it hurt any less. I want to find out why my professor called on me wrong. I don’t know if something was on the roll or if she just looked at me and assumed. I don’t really want to set up a meeting with her, but I don’t want to email and ask either. I’ve got to figure out something pretty soon though.
I did get to get away from Athens yesterday. I went to Young Harris to watch the basketball games and see my mentors/”fairy godparents.” It was so very good to see them and catch up. I got to talk with others from my days at YHC, including a friend who also happens to have a law degree. I still can’t believe she chose UT over UGA! What nonsense! Anyway, I capped off a great day with supper with an old roommate at a restaurant that overlooks Lake Chatuge. Going to the mountains for the day was exactly what I needed. The enchanted valley really is a wonderful place.
Hope everyone has a great week!
All the best,