I'm faded

May. 15th, 2016 12:03 pm
gwyn: (beaten cap shield)
[personal profile] gwyn
Man, I know lately it's been a struggle for me, with so many things that keep piling up and piling up on the depression (watching my fandom get eaten alive, constantly getting confronted with these people who hate my fic/me and the really shitty things they say, my pain levels getting worse and worse and no real way out of it, that feeling like everything's falling apart in slo-mo and I don't have anyone left in my life to help me put the brakes on, they're all dead), but I wasn't expecting to have a guest lecture tip me over the edge into full meltdown mode yesterday. I don't know how people who teach for a living do it. My hat is off to you. Seriously. Especially people who teach adult learners who act like they actively don't want to learn.

I used to teach in the editing program at the University of Washington, but I can't say I ever enjoyed it, though there was always a rock star student or two who made it feel worthwhile; then the program wanted to make my optional practicum course mandatory and I was like, nope, not enough spoons, too busy with paying jobs (the sheer volume of work it would have entailed at the laughable compensation they were giving me was ridiculous), and ended up creating a one-day proofreading workshop through the program instead. I really enjoyed that so much more, despite the constant fucking-up the program support staff did on it, and the people who took it seemed to mostly enjoy it and get a lot of useful information. Then the U decided to not offer it, without telling me or involving me in the decision, and so now I just do guest lectures on some of the stuff I used to teach in the practicum at the now-mandatory class. I went a few weeks ago to the first of the spring classes--two different units, one in a.m. and one in p.m., and then the second set yesterday.

And they're completely black and white: what I'm talking about is kind of boring and unpleasant, building an editing career stuff, so I try to make it funny and engaging and lively, and the morning crowd both times was enthusiastic, engaged, laughing at all my jokes, asking lots of questions. Thanking me afterward for coming. The afternoon crowd is…well, dead, my friend who runs the class called it, but it felt almost hostile both times. They sat there unmoving, staring at me, even a couple who had resting hate face maybe but they seemed like they were glaring, unresponsive, never laughed or even smiled except one lone woman, and had no questions. Either time, not a single question. Both times this guy sat sort of right in front of me so I couldn't avoid him in the sight line and he never moved once, just sat there staring at me with what felt like contempt, it was downright creepy.

And something about that just made all this other stuff (and there's a lot of it, not just those things I mentioned) just implode inside me and it was a struggle not to come home and buy a package of double stuff Oreos and a carton of Ho-Hos and a 2-liter bottle of Pepsi and maybe a bottle of vodka and eat until I barfed myself into a coma (I didn't though). I don't even know why that was the final straw, but it just…ugh. And then reading this constant attack on characters I love in the Cap-verse made me wander around the house wringing my hands and urgently texting people my anguish, who couldn't respond because they have, you know, a life.

I have to get the energy/motivation to work on a VVC premieres vid but I'm at sea about what to do with it; I feel like the last couple vids I've made have been pretty abject failures. I came out of Winter Soldier with at least 12 story ideas and a burning desire to write; the closing of the canon in Civil War makes me not even want to finish the unwritten things I have, though I'm officially signed up for the Stucky Big Bang and have sent in my summary, so I have to do that.

Maybe I should take a page out of [personal profile] sholio's book, which is always a good book to take from: Send me a prompt with Captain America-verse characters and I'll write at least a 100-word ficlet for you in comments. I can't promise it'll be right away, and I can't promise to do all of them (especially if it's not in my wheelhouse) but I'll do my best with my admittedly limited spoons right now.

Date: 2016-06-10 06:37 pm (UTC)
kore: (Sam and Riley)
From: [personal profile] kore
How did I miss this??

Huffing, Sam said, "And how's that gonna look. Everyone else getting involved and me ditching you when you need it the most. That ain't what friends or colleagues do. That ain't what I do." He raised his eyebrows at Bucky and gave him a half smile.

SAM ALWAYS THE BEST SAM. MY HEART. also omg I want road-trip fic, I seriously do

Date: 2016-06-11 06:53 am (UTC)
sholio: Steve and Bucky on a snowy mountainside (Avengers-Steve Bucky snow)
From: [personal profile] sholio
Awwww, this is really fun and adorable. See, THIS is the Sam and Bucky I want, especially at the start of their relationship. :D (also, Bucky's reaction to Sam calling shotgun is both funny and sad.)

Date: 2016-06-11 10:40 pm (UTC)
geckoholic: (Whedon: Avengers ensemble)
From: [personal profile] geckoholic
Ohh, how delightful. :D

Date: 2016-06-11 11:05 pm (UTC)
devilc: Jupiter in her wedding tiara with the word "imagine" (Default)
From: [personal profile] devilc
"Sam glanced at Barnes for backup, but he only shrugged. Asshole."

Heee! This was 500 kinds of adorable, and the Shotgun bit was that perfect note of tragicomedy, but yeah, Steve, you dorknoodle, Sam chose you and he's never leaving you.

Thanks so much for taking this prompt on.

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