This is going to seem really trivial to some people and maybe I'm just emotional because I've been sick, but there's something that kind of bothered me recently.
Because I was sick, I had to miss a class on Wednesday. This class is a research seminar class and for our first assignment we had to discuss (in a paper) our research topic, how it was personally relevant, and how and why we came to choose that topic. It was a three page paper. My research is going to revolve around Asian-Americans college students, depression, the cultural stigma of mental illness, and the resulting barriers to treatment. This grew out of my own experiences and I want to do research, a literature search, etc. to see what's out there on the subject.
Because I was unable to attend class I emailed my professor before class with my apologies, explained my condition, and attached my paper. I got back some weird cryptic email from him about the class meeting next week.
Here's my problem. I contacted two of my friends in the class and I found out that the professor made copies of three student's papers and handed them out to everyone in class. My paper was one of the ones selected. They didn't go over it in detail because I wasn't there, but everyone in my class has a copy of my paper.
I'm embarrassed and feel a little violated. I'm okay talking about my experiences and I'm not ashamed of what I went through, but I like to tell people on my own terms. I'm always very honest and heartfelt in my writing and I'm uncomfortable with people I met once knowing the details of my depression and suicide attempts. I've been in classes before where we have shared writing. I've always had some indication in advance that this might be the case. There was no indication here that we were going to be sharing our papers with the class. Furthermore, he didn't ask me about it (or even tell me later that he used my paper) and I wasn't even there in class.
Like I said, I know it seems trivial and I feel kind of stupid for being upset, especially because I try to promote the fact that mental illness is nothing to be ashamed about. I think I'm just upset that my professor took something that was clearly personal and shared it without my permission or knowledge.
Because I was sick, I had to miss a class on Wednesday. This class is a research seminar class and for our first assignment we had to discuss (in a paper) our research topic, how it was personally relevant, and how and why we came to choose that topic. It was a three page paper. My research is going to revolve around Asian-Americans college students, depression, the cultural stigma of mental illness, and the resulting barriers to treatment. This grew out of my own experiences and I want to do research, a literature search, etc. to see what's out there on the subject.
Because I was unable to attend class I emailed my professor before class with my apologies, explained my condition, and attached my paper. I got back some weird cryptic email from him about the class meeting next week.
Here's my problem. I contacted two of my friends in the class and I found out that the professor made copies of three student's papers and handed them out to everyone in class. My paper was one of the ones selected. They didn't go over it in detail because I wasn't there, but everyone in my class has a copy of my paper.
I'm embarrassed and feel a little violated. I'm okay talking about my experiences and I'm not ashamed of what I went through, but I like to tell people on my own terms. I'm always very honest and heartfelt in my writing and I'm uncomfortable with people I met once knowing the details of my depression and suicide attempts. I've been in classes before where we have shared writing. I've always had some indication in advance that this might be the case. There was no indication here that we were going to be sharing our papers with the class. Furthermore, he didn't ask me about it (or even tell me later that he used my paper) and I wasn't even there in class.
Like I said, I know it seems trivial and I feel kind of stupid for being upset, especially because I try to promote the fact that mental illness is nothing to be ashamed about. I think I'm just upset that my professor took something that was clearly personal and shared it without my permission or knowledge.