peace.

it does not mean to be in a place
where there is no noise, trouble
or hard work. it means to be in
the midst of those things and still
be calm in your heart.

(unknown)

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Compassion Fatigue

Compassion fatigue. I think I have it...

I have spent the past two days reveling in the newest season of Grey's Anatomy on DVD. Meaningless melodrama reduced me to tears and it felt good. Refreshing, even. Academia seems to suspend time and emotions. I read about genocide, ethnic cleansing, famine, poverty and injustice everyday. For the past four months, I have been inundated with stories of human tragedy and have (somehow) allowed myself to become acclimatized. From my privileged perch in the ivory towers, I have become immune. I have avoided the economic recession wreaking havoc at home and missed the daily ups and downs felt by my closest friends and family members. 

It's funny that watching Grey's made me cry. 

I am at LSE because I am passionate - passionate about learning, traveling, and achieving.  In 2009, I am going to make sure that I don't lose sight of that. That I don't analyze the texts I am reading without remembering the human faces whose stories move me. I am sensitive and motivated. I can't let my anxiety about applying for jobs hold me back. Saving the world is within grasp. I have an important role to play. Life is plowing forward and I just need to stay emotionally in touch.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That show always gets me too... I had to stop watching it haha.

I hope you are doing well in England! Sounds like you are taking some seriously intense classes and learning a lot. Good luck and I miss you!