Sleep

So, I have probably mentioned to a lot of people I know that I might have a sleep disorder.

I’ve been waiting to post anything online about it because I have no diagnosis. But in the last few days, I’ve been thinking about this a lot, and I think what has been going on with me for the past few years in regards to sleep is worth talking about.

It’s a long story, so bear with me.

I’ve been taking methylphenidate (a stimulant) to treat my ADHD since I was in elementary school. It’s done wonders for me, though it certainly hasn’t “fixed” my ADHD symptoms (just made them more manageable). I don’t need to justify that this medication works for me, but I will note because it’s relevant to this post that growing up, if I forgot to take my ADHD med for a day, what I would notice as a result was increased ADHD symptoms – I’d be unable to focus, I’d be off-task, and even more hyper than usual.

In early high school, I was diagnosed with Depression and Anxiety. One of my symptoms that I heavily associated with my mental health was insomnia. When I was anxious or depressed, I had really severe insomnia. A month or so after my diagnosis, I started taking medication (an SSRI) and I started therapy soon after. Working toward better mental health has been a long process for me since then.

In eleventh or twelfth grade, much of my insomnia started to disappear. In fact, I had thought “Finally! I’m fixing my sleep schedule because I keep falling asleep around 10 or 11 pm when I want to, and I’m asleep most of the night! I’m getting better!”

Around the same time, I added a medication (an antipsychotic) to help with my anxiety.

Sometime in the next few months, I started to notice that on the days I forgot to take my ADHD medication, I got tired. I initially assumed it was some weird combination of medication interactions, since a possible side-effect of my depression and anxiety meds was sleepiness, my line of reasoning went like this: “My depression and anxiety medications might be making me sleepy, but my ADHD med, being a stimulant, counteracts that, so I’m only experiencing the side-effect when I forget to take that.”

Fast-forward a bit to the summer before my first year of college, when I spent many afternoons after my ADHD med wore off asleep on the couch. The days when my parents would wake me up at 10 or 11 pm to try to get me to go upstairs and sleep in my bed, and sometimes would try to wake me up enough that I’d get up so many times they gave up and just let me sleep on the couch.

Then it’s my first year of college, and at some point “I’m tired when I forget my ADHD med” became “I fall asleep during class without my ADHD med.”

I started falling asleep in my friends’ rooms in the late afternoon if I wasn’t doing an active activity with them. My roommate found me asleep on the floor of our room while I’d been attempting to relax or do homework on my laptop so many times. She also had the struggle to get me into my bed so I wasn’t sleeping on the floor.

Add in the fact that I started to struggle to wake up every morning. No matter how many alarms I set, or how much sleep I got the night before, I would wake up and fall back asleep so many times in the morning that I got used to managing to startle myself out of bed out of sheer panic about being late to class at about 7:52 for my 8 am class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I was often late to that class, or missed it.

If I forgot my ADHD medication in the morning, I’d always know about 45 minutes to an hour after I woke up, because suddenly a fog would hit. I would not be able to think straight, to focus on anything, and all I’d want to do would be to curl up on the floor (regardless of whether or not I was in public) and fall asleep. I have no words to describe how overpowering the urge was. It was not just feeling tired. It was on a completely different level, and it would take all my focus just to stay upright and awake. If I was sitting and unable to speak or move around (such as in class), I would fall asleep sitting up.

There were a few times I would try so hard to stay awake, that when I finally woke up after my forced in-class nap I would look at my notebook and see that I’d been writing normal notes, and then suddenly “stay awake stay awake stay awake” and then a few words of utter nonsense and then a line trailing down the page.

When I fell asleep there was a pattern. Usually the fog would hit, then I’d be struggling to stay awake for about 10-15 minutes, and then I wouldn’t be able to anymore and I’d drift in and out of sleep for a bit, finally feeling awake again about 20-40 minutes later. After that I’d be completely alert like nothing happened, until about an hour or two later, when everything would repeat.

For some reason, none of these things struck me as out of the ordinary. To me, it was simply that I wasn’t fighting hard enough to stay awake, or that I’d forgotten my medication so it was my fault, or that I was unable to get up in the mornings because I was anxious or depressed.

But then, at some point, out of curiosity and sheer frustration, I searched “methylphenidate and sleepiness”.

The first result was that methylphenidate is a drug used to treat both ADHD and narcolepsy.

At this point, my concept of narcolepsy was basically the pop-culture version where you fall asleep standing up all the time and fall down because of it.

So I looked into narcolepsy.

It turns out there are two types.

The first is Narcolepsy Type I, also known as narcolepsy with cataplexy. Cataplexy is the loss of muscle tone that is so often associated with it in pop culture. There is growing evidence that this is actually an autoimmune disease.

But there’s also Narcolepsy Type II, which is also known as narcolepsy without cataplexy. The main symptom of this type of narcolepsy is excessive daytime sleepiness that is sometimes paired with sleep paralysis and hypnagogic hallucinations.

I had no clue what hypnagogic hallucinations were, so I looked it up.

They’re basically hallucinations that occur as you are falling asleep.

This is when I learned that it is not normal to dream during short naps.

When I fell asleep in class, it often began with the events happening in the classroom, and the things being said in lecture being combined with fantasy elements. Sometimes I’d get the sensation I was actually falling, but I was still actually sitting up with my head propped up. I always dreamed during the in-class naps, too, and they were always very vivid dreams, often ones I could remember very specific details of, though usually I would forget them about five minutes after waking up (like most dreams).

I’ve never experienced sleep paralysis, though, and I’m not totally sure what I experience falling asleep counts as a hypnagogic hallucination.

For the daytime sleepiness, I took a pretty standard questionnaire called the Epworth Sleepiness Scale. I scored a 15. For reference, a 0-10 is where a normal and healthy adult scores, 11-14 is mild daytime sleepiness, and 15-17 is moderate daytime sleepiness. 18 and up is severe.

I looked into other sleep disorders, such as chronic fatigue syndrome, which didn’t really fit because I wasn’t always fatigued. Right after what I’m going to refer to as a sleep attack (I did sometimes fall asleep in public spaces on a bench or chair – not just in class, or in my room, or in friends’ rooms), I never felt tired. I felt perfectly alert. Once I’m fully awake in the morning, I feel alert for that grace period of 45 minutes to an hour.

I also learned that it is extremely characteristic of Narcolepsy for the sleep attacks to come in waves, and for you to feel temporarily refreshed after one.

The weird thing is that the easiest time for me to stay awake is past midnight.

Another thing that could’ve been going on was something like sleep apnea or restless leg syndrome.

However, it was the middle of the school year. I was away at college, and away from doctors and places I could do a sleep study, which is what I’d need to do to get anything diagnosed. Due to that, I just grumbled about my problems, speculated, and waited for the end of the school year.

Over this last summer I got a referral to a sleep specialist, who ordered a sleep study for me. Unfortunately, since most of my symptoms were treated when I am on my ADHD medication, she decided that she wanted to see if the medication was effective enough to solve the problem and stop symptoms (which is a yes for when it’s actually in my system, I could’ve told her that).

As a result, she put in a special instruction on my sleep study request for me to take my medications like normal.

Here’s how a sleep study that looks into excessive daytime sleepiness works:

First, you take an overnight polysomnography. If you’ve been tested for sleep apnea, this is the same thing they do for that. You show up to a sleep study lab in the evening, they attach a ton of electrodes to you, and then you go to sleep and they look for any signs of things like restless leg syndrome or sleep apnea.

Once you’ve done that and they’ve ruled out those things, the next day you stay in the sleep lab, and you do what’s called a multiple sleep latency test, or an MSLT.

The MSLT consists of a series of 5 naps, taking place every two hours.

You have to stay awake during the two hours in between, and for each nap you are instructed to try to fall asleep. If you fall asleep within 20 minutes, they wake you up 15 minutes after you fall asleep. If you don’t fall asleep, then they end the nap after 20 minutes.

So I did this. It was torture. And I did it with a stimulant and an SSRI in my system.

I’ll explain this more later, but what they’re measuring in each nap is how long it takes to fall asleep, and whether REM sleep is present in the nap.

My first three naps were during the time the extended release methylphenidate I take is still in effect. The last two were around and after the time it usually wears off.

My results:

  • Nap 1: 17 minutes to fall asleep
  • Nap 2: Didn’t fall asleep
  • Nap 3: Didn’t fall asleep
  • Nap 4: 8.5 minutes to fall asleep
  • Nap 5: 9 minutes to fall asleep
  • No REM sleep recorded in any naps

For reference, most healthy people take 15 minutes or more to fall asleep in these naps (if they even fall asleep), and have no REM sleep.

It turns out, the requirements for a diagnosis of narcolepsy (more on that later) are that you have to have an average of 8 minutes or fewer to fall asleep in the naps, and 2 naps where REM sleep occurs.

It also turns out that SSRIs suppress REM sleep.

If my doctor had not left special instructions, I would’ve had to be off of my depression medication and my ADHD medication for the two weeks before the test.

With the instructions she left, we learned nothing except that I start to fall asleep close to the diagnostic level when my ADHD medication is not in my system. And we learned nothing else.

So, I have to do another sleep study. But I can’t do it until next summer, since I’m not risking going off depression or ADHD meds for two weeks during the school year.

I was able to adjust my ADHD medication so that I take another extended release dose after my first wears off, so I’m not falling asleep in the afternoons as much. I have also worked very hard on being more consistent in taking this medication. This has helped considerably, but I still struggle so much when waking up, before I’ve taken the medication and it’s kicked in, and after about 7 or 8 pm, after my second dose has worn off.

So this is where I’m left in terms of the diagnostic side of things.

But I’ve been doing some research, and I’ve learned a lot about sleep disorders.

Apparently, if you don’t meet the exact requirements in a sleep study for Narcolepsy Type II, but you obviously have hypersomnia, they diagnose you with Idiopathic Hypersomnia. I didn’t even meet that due to my medications being confounding factors.

There was a study done to try to differentiate Narcolepsy Type II (N2) and Idiopathic Hypersomnia (IH), both of which have pretty much unknown causes.

The study showed that if you are diagnosed with N2 in your first sleep study, you have about a 50% chance of being reassigned a diagnosis of IH in a second sleep study. It also showed that if you are diagnosed with IH in your first sleep study, you have about a 50% chance of being reassigned a diagnosis of N2 in a second sleep study. It also showed that many people who test positive for either of these in their first sleep study test negative in their second, and vice versa.

The diagnostic criteria for these sleep disorders are arbitrary and inaccurate.

The test itself isn’t even designed that well. Think about it – if you relatively unpredictably fall asleep during the day, why in the world does the test to prove that rely on you staying awake for 2 hours in between each nap (at risk of the test being invalidated), and then falling asleep on command during a 20 minute period?

Many people wait 10-15 years or more since their symptoms started to receive a diagnosis of either N2 or IH.

Okay, so that’s the medical side of things. I have my own theories about what may be causing my sleep issues (there’s a possible link between a molecule that people with MTHFR gene mutations don’t produce as much of and Narcolepsy, and I do have an MTHFR mutation, though there’s not really any research on links between Narcolepsy and MTHFR), but at this point I’m just waiting.

So I’m going to end with the interpersonal side of things.

My sleep issues are hard to talk about and explain. When I tell people I struggle with waking up, they try to offer helpful suggestions about creative alarms and strategies for waking up. The problem isn’t in how I’m trying to wake up, the problem is waking up consistently. Trust me, I’ve tried so many things.

Sometimes people don’t understand at all that I’m talking about something much more severe than simply being tired. My problems are exacerbated when I don’t get enough sleep, but they are there regardless of how well-rested I am or have been in the days before.

Some people seem to think I’m making excuses, that I’m not trying.

I struggle every morning. I fell asleep during one of my finals fall semester because I didn’t take my med until 5 minutes before the exam. I still fall asleep in my friends’ rooms, sometimes in the ten seconds it takes for a game to load on my phone. I worry every night about whether or not I’ll wake up on time for my classes, even if my first one is at 11 am.

So when I say “I might have a sleep disorder,” this whole post is what I mean.

It’s so hard to explain everything succinctly, so I’m posting this to try to improve understanding. I’m not sleepy or sleeping all the time because I want to or because I’m going to bed too late (though sometimes I do, like most of everyone in college).

I probably know what’s going on and what sleep disorder I have, but I am unable to get an official diagnostic answer yet, so I can’t just say that. I may not get one for years or decades, considering the troubles even people with more severe cases have getting one. I’m lucky my ADHD med takes care of much of the problem, even if I still struggle so much.

Please bear with me while I continue to figure this out.

Thank you for reading.

 

Religious Freedom

In one of those moods where I’m ready to start crying at the evil and injustice in the world.

Right now, my problem is the improper use of the term “religious freedom”.

What religious freedom actually means:

The freedom to practice your religion, within the constraint of the law and without infringing on the rights of others.

What people think it means:

The “freedom” to discriminate against others.

Refusing to provide services to someone because they are gay is discrimination.

Just like refusing to provide services to someone because they are black is discrimination.

Or because they are white.

Or because they’re Christian.

If you think it would be okay for a Christian baker who believes gay marriage to be sinful to refuse to sell a cake that was going to be used for the wedding of two men, ask yourself this:

If you went to a bakery and the Muslim baker there refused to sell you a cake because it was going to be used for your Christian wedding…

Would you be outraged?

You should be.

I certainly would. And I’m a staunch atheist.

Religious freedom does not exempt you from having to coexist with others who do not share your beliefs.

Religious freedom is what guarantees that you won’t be discriminated against for your religious beliefs.

Don’t try to twist it to allow you to discriminate against others.

Also, religious freedom doesn’t just apply to Christianity.

Seriously.

Basically, if you think you’re being discriminated against because you’re told that you can’t use your religion to discriminate against others, you’re the problem.

Things true proponents of religious freedom will never try to tell you (if they do, they don’t understand the concept):

1. You can’t be a part of the religion you are a part of.
2. You can be denied access to services or employment based on your religion.
3. You have to do something you consider sinful.

Things true proponents of religious freedom will tell you:

1. You can believe what you believe.
2. Nobody can discriminate against you for that.
3. As long as it won’t lead to the harm of another and doesn’t involve discrimination against another, you will not have to do something you consider against your religion.
4. You won’t be fired for your religious beliefs, provided you’re not refusing to do a central and/or necessary part of the job you were hired for.
5. You can’t make others live by your religion. They can’t make you live by theirs.

Unless you honestly think the U.S. should be a theocracy, you cannot reasonably say that others should have to abide by your religious laws simply because it violates your religious freedom if they don’t. That’s fucked up and hypocritical. Learn to empathize and understand the golden rule.

Intent to Speak

I’ve been posting a lot on Facebook recently.

There are a couple of reasons for this.

1. I am starting to feel mentally healthy enough to pay attention to the world outside of my bubble.

2. I’m tired of being complacent.

I’ve decided that I will try to put more of my thoughts onto this blog, for the sake of those who don’t want their Facebook feed flooded with my political posts.

Expect many blog posts in the near future. If you don’t see them, message me, encourage me to keep posting. This is important to me. I cannot and will not be silent as atrocities continue to happen in this country.

That said, if my mental health gets worse, I will prioritize myself over a blog. That’s the way it should be.

Finally, feel free to share anything you see here that you like or want to discuss with others. I just request that you link back to my blog so people can find the original posts in context.

I Hate Trump.

It wasn’t hard to find tweets from Trump that speak to why I hate him. He has a plethora of them. This list is just the surface, and doesn’t really go in-depth into the horror that is our president.

These are all tweets from Trump. He has no regard for actual fact, and takes advantage of the fact that he (who knows why) can get away with it. Please, tell me why you support Trump. I have yet to find someone who has been able to justify their support of someone who so blatantly promotes discrimination and hatred. The list of reasons I have come to truly hate all that Trump stands for is so extensive I can’t even come close to encapsulating it in this post. So if you think there are things I didn’t address, please tell me them.

You should never refer to a human as a dog this way:

Why do you need someone to call you to confirm there are no tapes of you saying that?

What the actual fuck?

Do you understand basic logic? Do you even look up information before you make up some reason to attack the environment? The answer is obviously no.

Who decides what is fake news? You do? You know, dictators tend to try to dismiss critics and the free press as fake. Anyone in power who tries to delegitimatize any source of information that opposes them would be someone I would call an “enemy of the people”. Name one news source that Trump says isn’t fake that says anything negative about Trump. Oh, and also, Trump is trying to divide the people between Trump supporters and the Dems. He’s an enemy of the people by his own definition.

Donald Trump Supports what he calls fake news when it supports him, as shown by his retweet of a White House tweet talking about a pro-Trump pastor in the Washington Post. By the way, there are more recent instances (like in July 2018) of him tweeting against the Washington Post.

Read these quotes and tell me while looking me in the eye that Rush Limbaugh is a great person and not an asshole.

https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Rush_Limbaugh

North Korea’s oppressive regime has left so many of its citizens in poverty and without access to medical treatment. Preventable blindness, even among children and young adults, is rampant in North Korea. Prosperity? My ass.

I could go on, but going through his tweets has given me an actual headache, so I’m taking a break.

On Being Agender, Part 1

In light of some building excitement for the coming school year, I thought I might post this. The relation is in that my college is starting to take actions to make it easier to navigate campus and college life for non-binary or gender-nonconforming students. This fall we will have the chance to change our names and pronouns in the directory and class rosters to fit our identity.

Among some other changes (both at my college and at home) I started to feel even more comfortable in my own skin, so, using that momentum, I thought I’d tell you a bit about my story and experiences growing up agender.

How to start? I guess I can go with memories and thoughts growing up.

When I was very little, I loved princesses and pink and purple and dolls and stuffed animals and all that (granted, these are things that do not necessarily define your gender). I also loved hotwheels and toy trucks and running around outside.

Even in elementary school, I was always hyper-aware of double-standards and differences between guys and girls. I remember being outraged at one point by the fact that men could go topless in public when women couldn’t (I still think this is wrong – but I can get into that topic another time). I didn’t like that girls and boys had separate sports and sports teams. I remember always pushing against the stereotype of what girls were supposed to act like, insisting I would never wear makeup (never did start wearing it, it’s really not my thing, which I guess younger me knew). I loved it when people told me I didn’t behave like a girl because it meant I was breaking stereotypes.

I also remember wishing I could be a boy sometimes just so I could pave the way for guys to wear dresses, because I thought it was unfair that it was acceptable for a girl to wear a dress but not a guy.

I also remember describing myself as “not a girly girl but not a tomboy, either”.

I had many friends who were girls, and many friends who were guys.

Eventually, probably more in middle school, I started to wonder about the binary in more explicit ways. I remember complaining to my mom that we had gendered pronouns, as I thought they were pointless, and looking up gender neutral alternatives. I decided I liked the set that basically takes the third-person plural and cuts off the “th” (e/em/eir) because it was easy to remember. I always meant to start using these pronouns in my speech to try to spread it as language, but I didn’t remember very consistently.

I also remember wishing for a world where we couldn’t know a person’s sex or gender, or even think we knew it, just by looking at them. A world where the way you presented yourself had no relation to your sex/gender.

I was also frustrated when we’d get to sit wherever we wanted in class and the gender would divide in a line down the classroom. I would purposely try to break that pattern by sitting with the guys. “We’re not that different, why’s it such a big deal?”

At some point, and I don’t exactly remember when (probably late middle school), I learned that people consider sex and gender to be different things. I also learned of the existence of people who are intersex.

Once that settled in, I had these moments of “Wait, what if I don’t really think I’m a guy OR a girl?”

So I looked it up.

Search results returned terms like “nonbinary” and “agender”.

And then everything felt right. It’s hard to describe, but it fit me so perfectly, and suddenly my identity made sense. I’d never felt quite right as a girl (unless I was being seen as an atypical girl), but I never felt like a guy, either.

What this post really sums up to is one thing.

I am agender. And I always have been.

Immigration and Crime

So today I want to talk about this perception that people, especially Trump, seem to have about immigration.

This is the idea that illegal immigration causes crime rates to rise.

Well, I can easily disprove this.

Take a look at the following data:

Statistic: Unauthorized immigrant population in the United States from 1990 to 2014 (in millions) | Statista
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Statistic: Reported violent crime rate in the United States from 1990 to 2016 | Statista
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Statistic: Reported property crime rate in the United States from 1990 to 2016 | Statista
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Statistic: Reported forcible rape rate in the United States from 1990 to 2016 | Statista
Find more statistics at Statista

So, uh…

I looked at a lot of data. You may notice that these graphs do not start at 0 on the y-axis. That doesn’t change the fact that the data is significant.

The reported violent crime rate from 1990 to 2007 was cut by at least a third, if not more, just using approximate numbers from the graph.

The reported property crime rate also went down by about a third, using that approximation.

Forcible rape? About a fourth.

(Again, I’m approximating, but seriously, that’s actually quite a bit.)

Meanwhile, our population of illegal immigrants from 1990 to 2007 more than tripled.

Now, that doesn’t mean the data can be matched up just yet.

How did the overall population of the U.S. change between 1990 and 2007?

A quick google search yielded this:

249.6 million (1990)

301.2 million (2007)

Approximately 3.5 million divided by approximately 200 million shows that, in 1990, about 1.4% of the population were illegal immigrants. Now, that’s assuming that those illegal immigrants showed up in the census (I can do the math for if they didn’t show up in the census later, but the overall trend would be in the same direction whichever way I calculate it).

Approximately 12.2 million divided by approximately 300 million shows that, in 2007, about 4.1% of the population were illegal immigrants. So the immigrant population increased quite a bit during that time, more than doubling, while the crime rates in the U.S. decreased significantly.

As a side note, being an illegal immigrant means you are less likely to be have committed a crime where you are incarcerated than being a native-born U.S. citizen (and yes, I looked at the sources for this article, too).

What does this all tell us?

Illegal immigration does not lead to higher crime rates in a way that affects the trend in any significant way. Obviously there are more important factors.

When you’re complaining about how we need to secure our borders to prevent crime, maybe look at what really affects crime rates.

Please do your research when repeating what Trump says.

He doesn’t do his.

Or he’s lying.

Or both.

Where Do We Draw the Line?

I’m currently taking my school’s introductory Biblical Studies class.

This means that we are constantly discussing religion. It also means that we’re constantly discussing politics, as my professor’s emphasis is on the influence imperial politics had on the writing and interpretation of the Bible.

I have truly enjoyed taking this class, and I feel I’ve learned much from it. Even as (and maybe especially as) an atheist, I really do appreciate opportunities to learn about other perspectives and their relevance to the current sociopolitical climate in this country and the world.

Yet, sometimes I wonder.

My college is pretty progressive. In that, I worry that those who do not share the majority view here feel that they are unwelcome or cannot safely express their views.

When politics start affecting the student body (such as the recent bias incidents/hate crimes that occurred on campus), or threaten to affect the educational climate (Trump saying that guns should be in schools), professors speak up.

And I support them in that.

There is a point where politics and religion are relevant to our learning. They affect us, and not addressing that is ignoring factors that influence our learning, our education, and how safe we feel.

Today in class we were talking about different Biblical writers’ perspectives on ethnocentrism. And in that discussion, our professor started a discussion on how this is relevant to the current political climate to today.

And we talked a lot. We talked about how whites will become a minority in the U.S. in a matter of decades. We talked about how Trump was elected on a campaign of exclusion and ethnocentrism, and by extension, white supremacism. We talked about how some evangelical Christians hold a double standard between whites and blacks. We talked about the fear that Obama’s election sparked in whites who felt secure in their control of the country. We talked about an “us vs. them” mindset that is unhealthy.

Yet, I wonder.

At what point is it okay to talk about something as if it is truth? Evolution is fact. So is the truth that Trump’s platform included exclusion of minorities. Yet not everyone agrees with these facts. Some people blatantly ignore them, don’t know them, or they just don’t believe them.

And any attack on their perceived truth is deemed a personal assault on their rights.

And I don’t know. I don’t know how to reconcile the idea that I truly, firmly believe that everyone should be able to hold different opinions and not be discriminated against for them with the idea that it is okay (and often right) to call people out when they are wrong. Not to shame them, but to encourage discussion and also to show that hate will not be tolerated.

I just don’t know. I want my classmates who don’t agree, who voted for Trump or support him, to feel safe and welcome here. I also don’t want to ignore or distort the truth in order to make them feel more comfortable.

The truth is that Trump does not stand for equality. He does not stand for the country as a whole. He does not stand for so many aspects of what should be basic human rights.

The truth is that this affects our education. This affects how safe we feel. It affects our lives so directly that ignoring it for the sake of politeness is acting as a bystander to the problems with his presidency that our plaguing our country.

Where should the line be? At what point of outright injustice and discrimination is it okay to discuss it in the classroom, even if the person who is committing the acts is a political figure, our president?

My answer?

I don’t know.

I Want to Learn

The last few weeks were an emotional rollercoaster for me, with a lot of low points and not very many high points. I could get more into that another time, but the effect was that I was flailing emotionally, and that translated to falling severely behind in my classes.

One of the assignments I fell behind on was an 8-10 page research paper worth 40% of the course grade, which was due at 11:55 pm last Friday.

I was still in the research stage last Wednesday, and that Wednesday was when things hit rock bottom. I was missing classes because I couldn’t get myself out of bed. When I finally did get out of bed, I managed to pull myself together enough to go talk to someone from the Student Life office and work on getting help and support.

What I did next, though not the point of this post, was incredible.

I picked myself up so quickly that I was tearing through all the homework and studying I’d neglected and fallen behind on the last few weeks, trying to make up for lost time.

Between Wednesday afternoon and Friday at 11:55 pm, my paper went from not even fully researched to 6 pages of writing that constituted a complete paper (even though it was 2 pages shorter than the minimum length).

Yet, at 11:55 pm, as the paper was due, I chose not to turn it in.

The main thing going through my head when I made that decision was, “I didn’t learn anything, I didn’t complete the process.”

Basically, in order to write a paper in such a short amount of time, I took really quality research and thinking and slammed it onto my keyboard as fast as I could, taking no time to write something that actually reflected the depth of thought and research that went into it. There was so much potential in my topic, and the paper I had written definitely did not live up to that.

On top of that, I hadn’t learned to write a research paper. I’d learned to fake a research paper by taking as little time as possible to write as much as possible.

I was attempting to make up for lost time, but I didn’t want to make up for lost time by losing out on the learning process.

Even if that meant taking a potentially larger hit to my grade by turning the paper in late.

The decision to turn my paper in late was an expression of my wish to truly learn. I’m at college to learn, not to get a grade. I’m here to explore ideas and gain experience and knowledge, and if getting a grade is going to get in the way of that, then I’d rather let go of the grade and learn to my fullest.

I don’t know my final grade on the paper, but I turned it in Sunday night, and regardless of the grade, what I turned in then was an actual reflection of my abilities and the effort I’d put into understanding and researching the topic I was writing about. I learned from the process.

I also received a very encouraging response to the email to my professor I’d sent Friday night explaining why I hadn’t turned the paper in on time.

For those of you in school:

When grades and homework and other assessments are weighing you down, take a moment to remember why you’re there and what is most important to you, and focus on that when prioritizing tasks.

For me, the learning process takes priority over assessments and grades.

Evaluating Congress – Scott Taylor

I’ve decided to really look into the people who are currently representing our country in Congress, using primarily direct quotes from the people themselves or their websites. I’ll highlight one senator or representative at a time, linking the sources of any quotes I use. I will then evaluate not only what they say but what they’ve done during their terms. My evaluations of them will be based on my beliefs, so this is based on my opinions. Unfortunately, due to the overwhelming amount of information and topics, I can only select a few for each member of Congress to look at, leaving certain aspects of my evaluations untouched.

I’m aware that there are over 500 people to look at (and I will not be able to examine them all), but the more I understand the actual decisions and opinions of members of Congress, the less I’ll make false assumptions and perpetuate stereotypes about our senators and representatives, meaning I can better evaluate what is actually happening in our government.

Scott Taylor

Representative for Virginia’s 2nd Congressional District

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Scott Taylor assumed office on January 3rd, 2017. He is a member of the Republican Party.

LGBTQ+ Rights

As a response to Trump’s attempt to ban transgender participation in the military, Taylor released this statement:

“There are heroic military members willing to put their lives on the line and give the ultimate sacrifice on our behalf, regardless of their gender identity. I support the ability for those who meet all military requirements, medical and otherwise, to have the opportunity to serve our great country.” (full statement)

Another statement released on the subject:

“I am very disturbed with the Department of Justice’s arguments against civil rights for LGBTQ individuals. The notion that it is okay for LGBTQ individuals to be discriminated against or that these protections cannot coexist with religious protections is shortsighted and on the wrong side of history. We will continue to fight and push our own civil rights legislation in protecting this vulnerable population.” (source)

He also co-sponsored (with many others) H.R.2282 (called the Equality Act), which would have created protections for the LGBTQ+ community against discrimination.

On this subject, I think Scott Taylor is indeed on the right side of history. He also shows that you can be a Republican member of Congress and support LGBTQ+ rights. Seeing evidence of this is actually somewhat relieving for me, as I’ve heard hateful comments so much more often than supportive ones from Republican members of Congress.

DACA

On September 5th, 2017, Taylor released a statement concerning DACA.

“While benevolent and well intended, it was illegal for President Obama to create this program; a President does not create laws. Therefore, President Trump is right to put the authority back into the hands of Congress. I believe Congress should create, negotiate, and pass a law protecting those in this stateless limbo, which should contain disincentives to future illegal immigrants from attempting the same and border security measures. There are DACA recipients who are as American as myself. Americans do not punish children for their parents’ sins. Under this Congress and this President we have returned to proper immigration enforcement and significantly reduced border crossings. Now is our time in Congress to lead with justice, mercy, and compassion on this issue.”

I think this statement, though I’m not totally sure how I view the legal status of DACA, exemplifies Taylor’s ability to evaluate DACA without being driven by fear or hatred of immigrants. He displays his understanding that DACA recipients are people first, not a legal status.

Political Independence

Some of the statements issued by Taylor above reflect an aspect about him that I believe to be admirable: Scott Taylor is not afraid of criticizing decisions and statements made by other Republicans.

I think it’s extremely important that members of political parties be able to feel comfortable expressing opinions different from that of their party, and also to criticize and support each other based on individual beliefs and the beliefs of constituents.

As another example of this, Scott Taylor publicly criticized Trump’s response to the violence in Charlottesville, VA (transcript here if you don’t remember this), releasing the statement,

“Today’s statements by President Trump at his press conference were disappointing and a failure of leadership, which starts at the top, with him. I hope the President will focus on bringing people together and to challenge hate in the strongest unequivocal terms moving forward. There is no home for hate here in Virginia or America.” (source)

Finally, Taylor appears to pay attention to his constituents above his party. Despite originally voicing support for offshore drilling in 2010, he released this statement (full statement here) on the subject in January this year:

“As the congressional representative for the people who live, work and serve in these communities I must listen to them. Further, because of tremendous oil and gas extraction advances, clean energy technologies, and industry’s confidence in Trump administration regulatory policies, our country is once again an energy powerhouse.  Due to the aforementioned, I do not support oil drilling off the Virginia coast.”

Conclusion

Looking at these things, though I do not agree with all of Taylor’s actions and beliefs (especially as I am quite liberal), I view him as a reasonable (that word is a high compliment from me) representative who pays attention to issues and is not afraid to stand on his own.

White Privilege

I’m angry.

I would apologize for the harsh post that follows but I’m honestly not sorry, and this needs to be said.

If you’re white, don’t ever tell me white privilege is a myth. Being able to believe that is white privilege.

I’m tired of the life-ruining bullshit minorities have to deal with, have to fear, and have to face all the time in the U.S.

Shut the fuck up about how whites are being attacked in this country, how racism against whites is a growing problem.

If you’re offended by being called racist, you’re probably racist.

If you are called racist and it concerns you and you ask questions about it, trying to get to the core of the reasoning behind why you were called that, then you’re much less likely to be a racist and more likely to be a decent human being who accidentally did or said something racist.

When you have to worry about having your life overturned by authorities when you’ve done absolutely nothing wrong, when you have to worry about being shot even when you’re the victim, when you have to worry about hate crimes and violence against you, when you have to worry about your fucking children being torn away from you or, even worse, hurt or killed due to their skin color…

Well, maybe then I’ll believe that white privilege isn’t a thing.

In the meantime, shut the fuck up and listen to the people this is affecting.