thatabbygirl: graffiti art of an anthropomorphized spray paint can, scowling (Default)
so there's basically two things i'm working on at work - these fucking fires, and this whole project about disability waivers for people applying for naturalization but who can't learn english or pass the civics test because of their disabilities. except it's impossible to litigate this issue, at least for us who can't do class actions. and i don't know how to do administrative advocacy with an agency with which i've never had any dealings. and i don't know if this issue is important to the immigration law community - is it affecting 1 in every 2 disabled naturalization candidates, or one in 2,000? are there more pressing issues we should be working on?

i explained the whole thing to my mom on the phone and she said "wait, so does anyone actually care that you're doing this work?" and my honest answer was well no. and then she said "aren't there actual problems that you'd be more effective at working on?" and my honest answer was well yes. significantly. and for a variety of reasons that i don't want to think about much less type out, this seems to be what my organization wants me to be doing.

i am good at this work i care about this work i do not know why i can't just do good work.

if i am still this miserable this time next year or even 6 months from now i'm going to have to figure something out. it's pretty clear this whole big plan to readjust my job so that i could do work has not so much worked out. and i feel like the whole year has been wasted in terms of my career. and i feel like i've written this exact same post at least 20 times already, just complaining. i don't know what to do.

good thing i don't define myself by my work or career or anything.
thatabbygirl: graffiti art of an anthropomorphized spray paint can, scowling (Default)
i miss you, dr. king.

“If any of you are around when I have to meet my day,” King told the congregation of Atlanta’s Ebenezer Baptist Church on February 4, 1968, two months before his assassination, “I don’t want a long funeral. And if you get somebody to deliver the eulogy, tell them not to talk too long. Tell them not to mention that I have a Nobel Peace Prize — that isn’t important. Tell them not to mention that I have three or four hundred other awards — that’s not important. Tell them not to mention where I went to school. I’d like somebody to mention that day that Martin Luther King Jr. tried to give his life serving others. I’d like for somebody to say that day that Martin Luther King Jr. tried to love somebody. I want you to say that day that I tried to be right on the war question. I want you to be able to say that I did try to feed the hungry. I want you to be able to say that I did try in my life to clothe those who were naked.”[1]


it's so amazing it makes tears spring to my eyes. and galvanizes me to do the very best i can to honor his work, his ideas, his dreams, and his legacy.



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