According to statistics cited by the U. Prefer to listen? Audible has a day free trial available right now. And then the moment came when my life's compass shattered, when a portal opened up in the multiverse. I was sitting in the back of a cramped and dimly lit classroom at DePaul University. My professor, Jessica, a tall, gentle, pale-skinned woman, paced in front of the whiteboard in her pantsuit and her Ann Taylor pumps.
Just before we were about to break, she put up a slide that read "Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome. The class was Psychology of Women One of my high school teachersβMs. Bocioβhad introduced me to theories of psychology and feminism in a fun and creative way.
So when I saw Jessica's course on the list of available classes, it leaped out. After all, I identified as a woman and wanted to know more about who I was and how the psychology of my mind worked.
We met every Tuesday and Thursday for an hour. I wasn't supposed to be there. It was my freshman year, and I had applied without quite knowing what the "" meant. Turns out, it's kind of an important detailβthe level psych courses are usually reserved for upper-level students with years of psychology under their belts.
How was I supposed to know? There was one other freshman in the class, too, and they were just as clueless as I was. I was wearing my Ugg boots, a black North Face fleece, and this sparkly purple eyeshadow I'd stolen from Target.
