the stress of breathing...

I don't think I can express how stressful simply being alive is sometimes. Trying to balance being a student with being a wife and mom is hard enough. However, then you throw in the stupid politics of a school like NNU and the situation is hopeless. Why do professors have to be such pricks sometimes (is it possible for a girl to be a prick?)? I'm not even mad at my professors. I love my professors. Josh's professors on the other hand... I was talking to a gal that graduated from the education department at NNU a while back. She was telling me that she had friends that actually had to spend years in therapy because of how they were treated by the profs. in the education department. Can you imagine? How do they sleep at night knowing that they are ruining people's lives? I don't get how one department can have so many problems year after year and continue to blame them on the students instead of on the professors that are running it. Same professors... same problems... same vicious cycle... It's so frustrating because Josh stays so calm. He just wants to graduate and be done with it. I want to yell! I want to run into offices and begin screaming. "Do you know what it's like to be a husband unable to support your wife and child because you are paying a school to teach? EXACTLY! Get off my husband's ass! He's doing the best he can!" Josh is the best father and husband that anyone could ever ask for. But of course he isn't the golden child, the teacher's pet, the one that they all love and adore that can do no wrong. Why couldn't he be that person? Just for a year? Just so that he can graduate and get a job? At this moment in time... I HATE NNU!!!! Vile, disgusting, cesspool of corruption! AH!