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Burn Out & Failure: Risking it All in Law School

Why sugar-coat the terrible things? Law school, much like the rest of your life, is tough. The strain you feel is always present and, as much as I’d like to say I am capable of compartmentalizing myself 100% of the time, that skill simply eludes me. The reading, class assignments, research trails, and networking events are a constant hum in the back of my mind. Even when I’m with you, my mind is still trying to work through problems, think of better approaches to arguments, contemplate assignments for my externship, and organize and manage a task schedule.

It’s exhausting. I’m working off a perpetual state of reserve resources, always feeling like I don’t have enough left in the tank. I didn’t expect law school to be easy, but I also didn’t expect it would feel so lonely. So many students subscribe to the “fake it ’til you make it” mentality. What does it cost us to just be upfront about our mental health?

I’ve found that when someone asks how you’re doing, the typical law student answer is “fine.” The truth is, most students refuse to be honest. Why let your colleague know you’re feeling scared, weak, tired, or defeated? Apparently, showing any signs of weakness somehow directly translate into a lower class rank.

To that notion, I say bullshit. Law school is plenty damn hard without having to bottle up every emotion and put on a pretty face. My response to peers who ask how I’m doing recently has been something along the lines of “I’m exhausted, but can’t complain. Everything seems like it’s too much, but I’m ready to get to graduation.” Why lie?

My friend Matt recently spoke with me about his own struggles and we promised we’d drag each other across the finish line; it’s only four weeks away, after all. Funnily enough, we’ve basically vented and motivated each other through these past three years. We’ve shared laughter, tears, regrets, and more coffee runs than I care to count.

Though many of my classmates and I have good relationships with each other, naturally we aren’t always best friends. I’m closer to some than others, but I do cherish them all. They’re basically family. With that in mind, it’s imperative to remember how much you need their support, as well as the simple fact that they need you too.

Burnout is real. You don’t always know when it’s happening, either. Here’s a good example:

My hair texture changed. To be clear, it thinned out. It’s seems stupid and tiny and not worth mentioning, but it happened. Three years into law school, my hair is much thinner than when I started and it’s a change I’m self-conscious about. My family noticed and (still) comments on it.

My body experiences stress, just like anyone else’s, but I didn’t recognize the need for self-care. I failed to realize my naps getting longer, my determination to finish something feeling more herculean. I was taking on too many tasks – two jobs, tutoring, mentoring, classes, clinic…and still needing time to feed and bathe myself to feel human.

Pushing forward to the next deadline was all I needed to do. Just one more day. You probably do the exact same thing. But what I’ll say is this: Take care of yourself, first. You can’t become a lawyer if you completely fall apart before the finish line. Our class is missing several people who began this educational journey with us. Failing is real. It happens. You will experience burnout. How you deal with those moments when you hit a wall is a skill you need to hone to a fine point.

My existing state centers around being happy, not because I force myself into that emotion, but because happiness is my aspirational goal. I smile and laugh all the time. Dancing around my kitchen is quite typical. Cookie batter and brownies taste better when I’m in a good mood. Happiness also sometimes means taking my dogs for a walk instead of staying in and reading more about Secured Transactions.

Learning to balance the shittiness of burnout and feeling like you’re at the end of your rope while still getting yourself through the day is challenging. I tend to feel guilty about relaxing, working out, or spending time with the people I love when I could be studying. Which is probably why a sliver of my brain continues those tasks, rather than appreciate the moment. Sorry.

We’ve got to talk about this though. You’re about to be a lawyer, accomplishing a major goal in your life. You need to lean on your support system and reach out to those resources (on or off campus) when you need them. Mental health breaks and self-care are key pieces to learning your balance. You will reach your limits in law school. Trust me on this.

Law school is a marathon. Keep up your strength, and be sure to borrow some from your friends and family when you need it. I don’t know where I would be without the amazing team cheering me on.

Your team is there for you. Your friends care, your family does, too. They may not always understand what you’re going through, the rigors of classes, the panic of searching for a job before your Bar exam, the crushing feeling of debt, or anything else you’re dealing with. They will listen though. They’ll be there for you.

You can do this. You are almost a lawyer and all this effort is worth it.

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Daily Dose Law School

My Brain in Law School

I could not think of anything funnier today than sharing my law school thoughts in Sandra Oh medium.

Can I just…hide from adulting today?

At this point in my 3L year, I basically take turns dragging/being dragged across the finish line for various deadlines. We’re going to graduate, but it’s been a helluva ride so far. I’m tired. You’re tired. Our friends and family keep saying we look ragged. [Thanks, y’all.] It’s been a rough go, but we are almost there! With midterms next week, and this outrageous Texas weather, I’m about damn ready to raise the flag.

Keep pushing.

Every day is a struggle. I’ve put myself through nearly a decade of college and graduate school courses to attain this law degree. The Hydra in my life is both light and dark. The volume of deadlines is practically suffocating, but I feed off the drive and direction those deadlines afford. It’s a weird place to stand, I know. I figure attorney’s deadlines never cease, so best get comfortable with them now.

Every upper-classmen when they see super shiny 1Ls

We get it. We too were once annoyingly happy and not-so-jaded. That’s all different now. We’ve seen things. The late nights, the jail calls, client interactions, and the real world application has us all feeling a little less superhero and a lot more cynical.

The number of exams, quizzes, case briefs, research and writing segments, and mandatory attendance also kind of beat the hell out of us. Sorry for being crabby. You’re our future colleagues. We want you to succeed, but can you just not throw parties in the library study rooms? That’d be great. Thanks.

Post-Bar Jobs, y’all.

This is still the funniest thing to me. Several people I know refuse to speak about post-bar plans. My dream job is split between becoming a law clerk for a federal judge and working for the Federal Public Defender’s Office. These applications are now submitted and I’m playing the waiting game.

I don’t keep these facts a secret. Why? Because I want my colleagues to think of me if they hear about a vacant position! I have to keep job hunting until I land one! It’s prudent planning.

I frequently let other attorneys know about great colleagues who would fit in at their firms. There’s no harm in helping someone else with a leg-up.
Be kind, people.

Pretty much the feeling I get when my thesis advisor meets with me. She’s epic and I never feel worthy enough to be in her presence. #RoleModel
Everything about her is brilliant. How did I get so damn lucky with these amazing mentors?

The little inconveniences grind me much more as of late. Hand dryers not working. Highlighters dying. Dishes not being put in the dishwasher. I actually had to jump in front of the automatic doors this week to get into my office building. -.- Everyone has these kinds of days. Despite me fuming about them now, I recognize, they too, shall pass.

Yesterday was an incredibly hectic day. I completed an MPT (more on how to ace these, later) and met with my writing professor. Next came my meeting with my thesis advisor…where I had to explain that I basically undid my own research. No joke. My research led me down a rabbit hole, where I discovered the “legal” issue I thought I was researching was actually not an issue at all. Time wasted. Feeling vexed. Then I met with another professor because I’m worried about wrapping my head around commercial law. All of these tasks were completed before 1pm. The day was intense, followed by a series of classes and more notes, more questions, more resentment for these four walls and the seemingly endless hurdles still left to jump through before graduation…

Carbs + Good Convo = Happy Sarah

All these things are running around in my head and I felt you needed to know you are not alone. Even though everything feels like it’s on fire, with no fire hydrant in sight, there is a finish line. Treat yourself to a meal out. Have a drink – or two. Take the mental break you need and sit at olive garden with a group of friends for hours, gorging yourself on breadsticks and peach tea. Do whatever you must to get yourself back to center. This is the middle of the semester and you’re draaaaaaagging – I get it. We all do. Let’s talk it through and get back in the race.

When all else fails – DANCE IT OUT. I regularly dance – in the aisles at Target, on my way into the gym, in the kitchen while prepping dinner. I dance everywhere. A little shimmy is good for the soul. Trust me.

I hope your semester is going splendidly. If not, there’s still time to turn it around. If you’re struggling, reach out to a professor, friend, or counselor. Go out there and give law school everything you’ve got!