  I kind of thought this would happen. Yes, its good to be doing something about the way I was humiliated by Rallin.
But writing that letter opened it all back up again, and today Im not feeling so hot. Seems like my ankle and back hurt even worse when my spirits are low and Im crying. Damn. I cant shake the feeling that maybe this is all my fault. That its my unstable energy that created a problem. It isnt true, of course. Yet Im ashamed of myself for being part of a problem at school (again!
)  and that Formo knows about it. I derive so much of my sense of self within those walls. I wish I could have put this away until the end of the semester. Maybe Im expecting too much from myself and my tolerance capacity. Why cant I listen to Formo when she offers me an incomplete? I think I might have to give myself a break and take her up on it. it just feels like an F. I want a wheelchair, damn it! 
