College admins/teachers/programs who get away with discriminating against disabled students.
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The thing about how I got rejected from the program I had worked so hard to get into, at my previous university, bc the head of the program thought that I was incapable due to disabilities (she didn't know what kind- plus, she didn't like me) really traumatized me. I mean seriously sent me on a downward spiral and added to my existing PTSD. Ever since I started at my current college and especially now that I've been accepted into the program, I have been constantly terrified and nervous/anxious that at any time, they might decide I'm not fit. They might not like me. They might reject me. I might not be good enough. It isn't a logical thing, but a constant fear in the back of my mind. I am extremely stressed and anxious about starting the program this fall.
I’m now afraid to ask for accommodations or work with the accessibility office AT ALL. (Though they also say no accommodations for the program itself.) I’ve used them for prerequisites.
Even the things they're having us do this summer have me seriously nervous and anxious. I'm also worried that this mental state, which is very distracting, will affect my memory, cognitive function, ability to focus, and homework/grades/performance- because that is something that happens with me. The ableism allowed in these programs is astonishing.
Do people like that have any idea how damaging their choices and remarks can be? How much hell they caused for me? How the hell is ongoing? It affected my health badly, too. I gained a lot of weight after that and had a lot of illness/infections. I was hurting in many ways. I'm still recovering. I chose this subject/career because I knew I was totally capable of everything that would be required of me... but not necessarily if I'm stressed/anxious to distraction.
(I'm not looking for advice/remedies. I have psych/therapy help and medication and am aware of/using many alternative techniques.) It also means constant nightmares, which makes me afraid to sleep. I'm exhausted. This might sound horrible, but I kind of hope someday I will have the opportunity to subtly rub it in her/their face(s).
I've had an inferiority complex my whole life and every trauma has made it progressively worse, until I am afraid I'm acting like a shifty, untrustworthy, sketchy klutz because I'm so nervous that someone will see that I'm not worthy or good enough and I'm trying NOT to act that way, but it's like self-fulfilling.
I had a massive panic attack a couple evenings ago that lasted about 2.5 hours and I cried until I was sick. My eyes are still swollen and I still have the migraine and sore throat. My PTSD got triggered badly.
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