I think it was October or so where I was worried about self-disclosure about RSD. I didn't know whether I should tell people I'd be working with or not. Today, I met with my social work advisor, and I was honest, explaining what RSD is, and how we manage it. I was honest about the concerns I have for my internships. And, you know what? The sky didn't fall.
I'm glad I told her. Now, it's not just me looking at ways my internship will be able to work, she is to. We were able to figure out a schedule for the rest of my college career (of course, things can change), but we figured out a way to have me not take more than twelve credits a semester. It is going to be doable.
Tomorrow, I go to sign up for housing for next year. It's amazing how times flies. Barring any unforseen circumstances, it looks like I will survive my sophomore year in college. I wasn't so sure in September, but even though the RSD is worse, I'vemanaged to get strong enough that I made it through last semester and to this point. Only a little over a month to go.
