Lawd. Have. Mercy.
It’s over.
Thank you Margieville, for the incredible and succinct description of my statistically insignificant completion. I don’t know if I’ve squeaked by with a B- (you brilliant thing you!) but I have most likely passed. And right now, that is all that matters. Never before have I let those words escape me, and releasing them from my mouth, vocal cords, lungs, heart, oh it all feels so sweet and deathly and frightening and wonderful. Perfection adjacent. Right next to it. So close. But not it. Sigh….Ahhhh… not it.
All I would have needed to pass the course sans curve was a 70% on this final. I got 65%. Each question was worth 5%. I was one question away from doing it without the curve. ONE DAMN QUESTION! Adjacent from the perfection that equals passing a course without a curve. But apparently, curves are implemented with purpose, and this was to ensure that the majority of the class passed. So, leaving it to fate and the mean and standard deviation of our combined scores, I have passed this fucking Statistics class. And I am grateful like a mofo.
Especially because in the past 96 hours, my obsessive, compulsive, completely powerlessness over my character defect that is perfectionism has shone so brightly that at times, I have been ashamed to call myself a woman in recovery.
How many times can one press the refresh button on her grades page and not be deemed clinically nutso (which as a psych major, I know is not the clinical definition)? I’m not writing this from a psych ward so perhaps I didn’t reach that magic number. But I came close. Checking grades at 2:00am, like my professor has nothing better to do in the middle of the night than post my grades. Now obsessively checking my email for the curve. Gah. The horror. The horror.
The horror of needing/wanting/dying to know exactly how everything will play out long before the play button has been pressed.
I try to give it to my HP. But then I take it back and press refresh once more. The insatiable desire for power. Obsessing is so easy. Letting go, so difficult.
My friend Seth Binzer is in a coma. Very very sad. Unfortunately, I find myself not as surprised as I’d like to be/say I am. I suppose after using for so long, and being close to so many addicts that have died (Mike Starr’s death just rounding a year as well), I am more surprised when we become healthy. When we are happy, sober and free of the burden of addiction. Such a shame that it has come to this. My hope is that he will become responsive, recover, and then be fully willing to participate in his recovery. My instincts tell me it’s time to start mourning. My thoughts and prayers are with his family, ex-wife, ex-girlfriend, and especially, his sweet children.
Spring break started yesterday, so I ate cookie dough straight from the bowl, watched back-to-back Law and Order and Intervention episodes until I felt like throwing up. I thought about doing it again today, but raw egg is “not good for my belly” (says Mr. Man) and so I cooked most of it and poured myself a big glass of milk. It is a great day, even though it is laced with the sadness of impending loss. And every morning I am blessed to open my eyes and participate in this life is a great morning. A great day. A beautiful day. A sober day.
foofoo5
April 3, 2012
Um, Jennifer, how can I put this… there is NO PATHOLOGY HERE! What you describe is what every anxious college student has done since the first one figured out how to intercept grades before his/her parents could see them: check the mail, check the answering machine, check the voice mail, “press # to redial,” check the email, check the text messages, and check to see that the weatherman is not sending “subliminal” messages about me to my mother! You will end up picking up a free mini-dog biscuit as you leave Sprouts in Pacific Beach, and eating it yourself (and trust me, the orange one does not taste like cheese, nor the purple like liver, nor the brown like beef). While it all might appear whack, it’s normal. Statistically tested and validated. Some of us, however, were too distracted to learn this lesson.
It seems to me that the message of Seth is that what we hear in the rooms is true: what separates us is only one drink or one drug – there but for the grace of God lie us. But at the same time, even a B- or a C is a long way from the ICU, and it had to be earned by fighting. Kudos.
followtheleaderagain
April 3, 2012
uh, just to be clear, was it the cookie dough or law and order that made you want to throw up? *grin*
ah, hang in there kitty. There’s far worse things to fall off the wagon for. Just wish the wagon had a few seatbelts and there weren’t so many annoying bumps. keep ya chin up
JC
Invisible Mikey
April 3, 2012
Whew! … and congratulations!
Anthony King
April 3, 2012
That sucks so bad that you missed passing the test by one question! How soon can you re-take the test?? Good luck on the next go-round.
I see nothing wrong with cookie dough and Law and Order… but only if it’s SVU 🙂 Criminal Intent is a litttttle too boring.
becomingjennie
April 3, 2012
Can’t retake it but don’t need to… I have a passing grade with the curve. It was just without the curve that I wouldn’t have passed! (Thank god! Never taking that class again!)
eduardo lopez
April 3, 2012
hi jenny im eduardo from puerto rico i have been reading your posts for over a year but never had the urge to write to you but this especial post came at a time that i really needed it and i just want to tell you that i hope someday be where you are with your recovery and helping others as well youre truly an inspiration thanks and keep it up.
L
April 3, 2012
Oh what a day life has thrown you. An amazing day full of great accomplishments. The book is alive and ready to thrive. You survived Stats and will never look at numbers and graphs the same way. In the glory of all of that, life throws you a reminder of how fragile it is for all of us and how sad it is to know what you know and not be able to whisper in Seths’ ear that it all could have been so different.
To the wonderful memory of this day and to Seth for all he shared and brought to this world.
KDawg-hahaha
April 3, 2012
I’m so sorry about your friend, Jennie.
Congrats on getting through that statistics class. I really need to do that one myself.
botsal
April 4, 2012
Jenny you aren’t going to get into grad school with B- grades. You need to re-evaluate your major/direction in light of your strengths.
becomingjennie
April 4, 2012
This is the one class in which I’ve struggled, the rest I’ve received all As. Oh, and I got a C in calculus ten years ago. I’m not concerned, and don’t think it’s necessary to change course just because one little Stats class gave me a hard time. Maybe if I wanted to be an Astrophysicist. But I don’t. I want to be a psychologist. Thankfully, grad schools are looking for much more than a perfect record. They are looking for well rounded individuals that care about their education and have life experience to bring to the table. I am flexible in my schools of choice and open to different paths that will take me to my goal. So… I’m really not worried. And my name is spelled JennIE. No y. Thank you for your support. (haha!)
takingnycbystorm
April 9, 2012
The above commenter reminded me of my sister. She was a pre-med major originally, overloaded herself in her first semester of college with more honors courses than were recommended, and got a C in one. She immediately changed her major. To her, at the time, the inability to achieve a 4.0 meant she simply wasn’t smart enough to make it.
14 years later, after marriage, an ovarian cancer diagnosis, and the cutest 5 year old little girl ever, and she’s in her third year of med school. Sometimes I think universe knows what we’re capable of long before we do. Congrats on passing the class, but more so for sticking with it, getting through, and giving yourself a break!
salmacis99
April 4, 2012
Jennie, I feel your pain- Statistically speaking 🙂 I failed that course the first time I took it. Granted, I was hung over most of the time then, but in any case…
The second time I took it, I got a B. I still hated it, but I passed! I’m sure that you did too, and congrats on that. Your tension about that course is part of the Standard Deviation of the average of life (yes, the Statistics metaphors are flyin’!). It sounds to me like your life is maintaining the great course you’ve laid out for yourself and worked so hard at. So don’t worry- eat cookies, watch Law and Order (SVU I hope- the best IMO) and don’t worry.
But be careful- cookie dough is a gateway confection. If you start eating frosting out of the can, call someone quick!! 🙂
John
April 4, 2012
Hated statistics class my prof failed the whole class.
Which made me ready for cookie Doug and TV too.
Margieville
April 4, 2012
That REFRESH button is the height of normalcy. Especially if you are a Type A personality (and I know from Type A). I consider this character flair not a character flaw. The world needs some of us to frett over grades, obsess over schedules and revel in spoilers. As long as there is balance along the way! Cookie dough is a good (if salmonella inducing) balance!
KDawg-hahaha
April 4, 2012
“Character flair.” I like that!
becomingjennie
April 4, 2012
TOTALLY!!! Margieville has THE BEST words!
Shannon
April 4, 2012
You made it!!!!!! I am so glad that class is behind you and you can breathe a huge sigh of relief.
Letting go and turning things is difficult for me too. I really found that my spirituality changed and grew in year 3 of my recovery. I can’t wait to see what year 4 will be like.
Enjoy your spring break Dear Jennie.
Stewart Forgie
April 4, 2012
Ah Great news. Well done Jennie girl. Onwards and upwards 🙂
Hoosier
April 4, 2012
My condolences, if necessary, to Seth Binzer, but my congratulations to you! Not only have you avoided his fate, but you have survived your statistics class and learned to celebrate that success soberly.
Holli
April 4, 2012
First of all, congrats on passing!! That’s awesome and a HUGE relief I’m sure! Second, I’m so sorry to hear that about Seth. I watched him struggle on Dr Drew’s shows and it hurts me to hear that about him. He seemed like he was a big mushy gushy teddy bear wrapped up in a lot of sticky addiction and I hope the teddy bear wins the fight.
Zephyr
April 4, 2012
You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn how to surf.
Congratulations on another day of awareness.
Kevin
April 6, 2012
Sometimes, okay is good enough. You have to pick your battles. Getting out with your sanity intact is worthy of being called a victory.
Naomi
April 7, 2012
good on you ladio, tough times but you have made it through!
all good things come together for those that aspire to a higher power 🙂
let go and let god always works.
firstverb
April 7, 2012
Miss Jennifer,
Not wanting to bother you to very much. Just wishing you a happy 3 year anniversary. I am very happy for you. You have come so far in such a seemingly short time. Thank you for being a overcomer and for sharing it. Hope you and Mr Man have a very wonderful Easter.
smiles
Dave
April 8, 2012
Yay 🙂 It’s awesome that you’re doing so well. Go you!
calebdb8
April 11, 2012
Thanks for posting. Your date is about the same as mine. We approach three years! I can’t believe it! Haven’t read your blog in a spell. But maybe this weekend I will catch up on the other posts I missed. Looking forward to the book. I think I will buy it when it is available. My wife and I are going to read it together. Soon, you and I will be marching toward a fourth, one day at a time.
PS, I liked your blog format so much that I switched over to wordpress from blogger. My blog is about nothing and everything. I don’t really have any readers, but that isn’t what my blog is about. It is totally therapeutic for me. Lets me focus and forget about the rest of the world. Makes me grateful for what I have in some strange way.
Enough corniness.
Caleb.
calebdb8
April 11, 2012
PS, Intervention is great to watch. Lets me remember the path not to go down……..
thefreshmanexperience
April 12, 2012
Enjoyable read. You have a great style of writing.
Being a teacher, I get to hear my students ask me, “Did you grade my essay, yet?” 145 times. (1time for each student.)
I did not do so well in Stats either. I probably shouldn’t have answered the teacher’s question, “What do you know about Stats?” with Mark Twain’s quote: “There are three types of lies in the world: lies, damn lies, and statistics.”
Rayne
April 18, 2012
It hasn’t been easy…I’m sure there are times when you think it would easier to quit, but please hang in there! We’re behind you all the way!
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