howdypardner

I'm taking this communications class, and I love it, but today was difficult. It's an interpersonal comm class and we spoke about the Johari window and what we have in our hidden pane, what we know about ourselves but others dont' know. Then we were susposed to write something in that window down on an index card and throw it away, the professor of course wrote something too. My stomach was in knots, I knew he wouldn't just let them sit in the trash can. Yep he then proceeded to read each card. It was all anoymous, but my god it was rough. I mean it had to be rough for everyone in class, I nearly cried. I just had to share the trauma that is school.