Farewell to My Post

As ridiculous as the title sounds, it is true, as of tonight I will no longer be President of F-word. It's really bittersweet for me. I can no longer hold onto the head-in-the-clouds notion that I am in control of the feminist agenda at LVC--whether or not this is a reality is something entirely different. I am giving up deadlines, planning, and being the official speaker for F-word's stance on matters. I am happy to get rid of this, it was a wonderfully stressful position to have-I wouldn't have traded it for anything.

Now what do I do?

I have have undertaken women's issues as my personal mission statement. This mission statement of sorts has spilled over into all parts of my life, not just my extracurriculars. I have catered my courses to focus on women, I have worked at a domestic violence shelter for two years, I've been the Vagina Monologues for 3 years and directed for 2. I spearheaded all kinds of events and campaigns in the name of women. I've gotten everything that I've aspired to achieve--I've received the highest Vagina award, the Vagina Warrior.

Now what do I do?

Part of me feels a little lost. I'm not graduating with all my friends this year. I'll stick around for another semester to finish up. I can't start looking for a real job, but it really is time for me to move on from campus activism. So, what am I left to do? I feel like I'm stuck in limbo.

Luckily, I'm not worried about the future of the f-word, or even feminism on campus. I know that next year it will be taken care of by a group of wonderful people. It's like giving away your baby, or letting go of it all just praying it will work out. It will be OK without me.

I'm being overly dramatic-it's just a club. But, it has helped me find myself. I realized that I love organizing awareness campaigns. I love fighting for women. I have sort of found my ideal career--I want to be an educational coordinator. I want to help young women and girls with body image and self esteem. Or talk to teens about dating violence. Oh, it would be grand.

So, yeah, farewell to my post. Ya know if I were president of a country I would be bound for tell-all books and guest lecturing on the virtue of something or other. I guess it could be worse, for me, this is only the beginning.