I was an RA for a quarter. Now you probably thinkin' that I don't got a say in this ‘cause I was only an RA for a quarter. Nah, I left for a reason. I was over worked, under paid, and emotionally ruined. That one quarter was the worst my GPA has ever been, the worst my mental health ever was, and all around the worst. Don't get me wrong, I love my residents, they are my children. But I had to leave or else I was going to go insane. The amount that I had to work on top of doing classes and maintain a healthy social life for my mental health was too much. By the end of Fall quarter, the one quarter I worked, I had nearly gone insane. I broke down. My mental health was at an all time low, but I had no time or even the effort to help myself because ResLife always comes first. I had never felt more broken in my life. I already have mental illnesses that I have been working on for years, but I felt myself digressing back into the shell of insanity all over again. I was not [Resident Advisor] anymore. I had become RA [Resident Advisor], and not in the good way. I felt like I couldn't breath. I made a piece of art as my bulletin board that showcased the engulfing feeling of losing yourself to ResLife. My time was not my time, it was ResLife's. They say on-campus jobs are only suppose to work 19 hours, I worked when ever I was in Fairhaven. I was constantly doing 1:1's, in meetings, doing events, talking with residents, being on call, and just being present was in itself work. My life was consumed. At my current job, which is on-campus, I am capped at 8 hours a week. Because I have other classes and things to do, so they work around my schedule. I had to do so many 1:1's it ain't even funny. 40 1:1's, at like 30 minutes each, adds up. And since I cared about my residents, some of them lasted 2-3 hours. When I applied to this job, I was told that it was about the residents and making them feel comfortable living in the dorms. But who was gonna do that for me? I cared so much about them that it drained me. Is that my fault? Maybe, but I shouldn't be fired because I was doing what I thought this job was. They did not tell me I would live and breathe ResLife. I did not know that I would be driven to near insanity. I did not know I would be over worked, under paid, and treated like a [censored] dog.