Emily Spell

My first semester of nursing school I was so excited to be there. Right off the bat one of my instructors singled me out and called me a "little miss smarty pants." She humiliated me many times over. I politely addressed it with her....bad idea. Since then I have struggled over and over with being disrespected. I am older than even my instructors. I constantly am humiliated by students. It's like it is ok for everyone to degrade me and roll their eyes. When I raise my hands, the teachers talk to everyone but me. When I start to say something, people just walk off or start talking to each other. This has made me depressed in ways you can imagine. I am nervous and sometimes feel like I can't get through another day of it. We have 12 more weeks of nursing school left and I am quite, don't say a lot and am so disillusioned already with nursing I can't even tell you. I feel isolated in ways you could not imagine. I don't even know if they are going to pass me to preceptorship to be honest. It is not that I don't know my stuff, it's just the whole experience has weighed me down...I have the highest consistent grades (keep that to myself), but I dread every day and am tired of them coming to me one on one to show them a skill or drill me before a test and then in the next breath they mock me. My teachers started it....they keep it rolling. I hate nursing school and wonder if I made a bad choice for a second career.