Chris, I share your appreciate of your awesome teacher who was willing to give you an Incomplete and recognized that you wouldn't have asked if you didn't really need it. (Also, her last name is Uzzi, which is all kinds of amusing to me at the moment.)
I was chastising myself later for calling the post "whiny" (myself, I think the word needs an 'e') because it's like a thin person calling herself "fat" -- the fatter people in the room end up thinking, "well, what must she think of ME?" Although I do feel like *I* am whining when I write my troubles, I never feel like anyone else is whining when they do the same. I should probably convey that better -- that I respect their issues -- by not tearing down my own. But that is hard sometimes -- I have a strong "tear self down" tendency at times.
But, then again, maybe it'll help in that someone will read that and think, "That's not whiny, that's just Ana expressing her Troubles, *I'm* the whiny one, no, wait, I'm doing the same thing Ana did! My troubles are maybe valid like hers! Eureka!" and then... um... self-acceptance will be achieved, once and for all. And then cake.
I cannot for the life of me remember where that was going. So in the spirit of the thread, here is now a happy drinking song:
Thank you both, so much. (Brin, I am totally crashing with you something like 60 years from now. *wink* And maybe the maple syrup will help me get past the cold Canadian winters!)