Co-op is going to make getting back into academia a bit more difficult, I’m afraid.
I’ve always wanted to write professionally, and sex education is one of my biggest passions; in my current job, I’m doing both. At the moment, I do my job out of my single room in Birch. While this might not be particularly glamorous, it’s a decent place to start, and I feel content.
Maybe to say I’m content isn’t entirely accurate. I guess I feel content in some ways and even more restless in others. On one hand, I feel that I’m slowly but surely gaining work experience. This is ideal for my current station in life, what with still being a full-time student and all. On the other hand, though, I feel like I could be diving right into the line of work I want to pursue, but I can’t because I’m, well, a full-time student at a college without a gender studies program.
Progressive, inclusive sex education is a fairly small world—basically, everybody knows everybody. As such, opportunities that once seemed like distant goals for “The Future” are actually entering my line of vision. Of course, getting there will require a ton of work, but it actually seems attainable now. This is simultaneously exhilarating and oddly depressing.
Don’t get me wrong; going to a college like Antioch and getting a comprehensive liberal arts education was a privilege I badly wanted. Until the fellowship came along, I didn’t think it would be possible for me; I don’t want to seem ungrateful. But to think that I could feasibly support myself doing the work I love doing? And I could do it, like, soon? It’s just so tempting to know that the sex ed community is prevalent in Australia, or in San Francisco. When the monotony of the Midwest starts grinding me down, those options sound substantially more enticing than Ohio.
I won’t be making any hasty decisions any time soon, though. Now that I’ve got a more solid idea of what I actually want to do, I can plan a little more specifically for my next co-op, and hopefully strike a balance I can feel good about.
At the same time, you never know. A lot can happen in a year.