So, I have to admit I feel a bit bad about going off about the student last week. See, she didn't tell me that her roommate was basically hostile towards her being a Christian, that she cut her down every chance she could (with lines such as "Why do your grades suck so much when you study so hard?"), and was heard telling her mother, "I'm going to do whatever I ^*%%*($##@ well please because I want to make her life a living hell," then screamed profanities at her mother and threw the phone across the room?

So, is my student the co-dependent, passive-aggressive one? Yes, but not in this case. (We'll talk another time about the fact that she is unable to allow other people to talk to me at the lunch table without adding her two cents in about stuff that is only about her! Ok, so I need this Thanksgiving Break so I don't go off about that...maybe another blog.)

In this case she is one of the young women on this campus who is trying to practice self care. She is a young woman taking her first tentative steps into listening to that still, small voice that says she shouldn't put up with someone treating her like crap. She is drawing a line in the sand and saying, "I know I'm not perfect, but I'm not going to let you treat me this way."

And for that I am very proud of her.