{"id":184,"date":"2017-04-27T18:31:49","date_gmt":"2017-04-27T18:31:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/my.dev.vanderbilt.edu\/commons\/?p=184"},"modified":"2018-08-15T23:51:33","modified_gmt":"2018-08-15T23:51:33","slug":"over-involvement","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/my.dev.vanderbilt.edu\/commons\/2017\/04\/27\/over-involvement\/","title":{"rendered":"Over-Involvement"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Do you know that feeling when your hands aren\u2019t doing anything? You know, the one that they should be doing <i>something<\/i>?<\/p>\n<p>That\u2019s how I felt on August 22, 2014, which was the date of the Student Organization Fair\u00a0on The Commons. It was intense and overwhelming, but wonderful and exciting at the same time, and I felt a desire to immerse myself into everything the Vanderbilt experience had to offer. You know, just so my hands were doing something.<\/p>\n<p>I shadowed. I went on Model UN competitions. I danced at Garba. This wasn\u2019t enough for me, so I applied to be a VUceptor and joined the South Asian Cultural Exchange\u2019s (SACE) Executive Board. After my Alternative Spring Break (ASB) experience, I was motivated to apply to be a site leader for the organization at the beginning of sophomore year.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_185\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-185\" style=\"width: 272px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-185\" src=\"https:\/\/cdn-dev.vanderbilt.edu\/t2-my-dev\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/2446\/2017\/04\/adithya.png\" alt=\"\u201cMy life was defined by the success I had in the organizations I was involved in, rather than the experiences I had in those organizations.\u201d \" width=\"272\" height=\"408\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-185\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">\u201cMy life was defined by the success I had in the organizations I was involved in, rather than the experiences I had in those organizations.\u201d<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>There were times that I saw warning signs. My grades were slipping, and I was spending less and less time with my own friends. I kept convincing myself that everything would be over soon, that the next task I had to complete for an organization was the last, even though I knew the tasks would never stop. Then finally, on the weekend of November 7-8, 2015, all of my activities culminated at the same time. After one task I needed to do for one of those activities fell through, I broke down crying, ashamed at my failure for not being an effective member of a student organization. What was the point, I thought, of being involved when I could not do anything right?<\/p>\n<p>At that moment, I realized the fundamental mistake I had made in my college experience. My life was defined by the success I had in the organizations I was involved in, rather than the experiences I had in those organizations. I was attempting to do activities in the singular hope of doing them well, rather than also doing them for the benefit of others and myself.<\/p>\n<p>What I had neglected was the presence of something so simple, something so fundamental, that I was surprised as to how I had gotten to my sophomore year without it. It was the presence of purpose. Not once had I considered my true feelings about why I wanted to be in an organization, as I usually just wanted to be doing something useful, which is not a convincing reason to achieve any substantive goal.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m still in many of the organizations I joined during my first and second years. But now, I question myself every time I participate in an event. Am I participating in something for the sake of doing something, or am I participating in something for intellectual development or the pursuit of my happiness? Once I check those boxes, I feel prepared to engage in an event or organization.<\/p>\n<p>Additionally, I found that organizations were not my only key to happiness or intellectual development at this school. The simple act of grabbing lunch with a friend, playing a game of pick-up basketball with a group of strangers at the rec, or just having quality time to myself to just think, are all activities that I pursue without any pressure of completing a task. More than anything, I found Vanderbilt is about the people you meet and the experiences you have, no matter the method or the outcome.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll admit, there are still times where everything (academics, extracurriculars, and mental health) seems to be closing into me. But at those times, I take a breath, close my eyes, and think of my purpose. Why are these tasks about to close in on me? Are they items I want to complete? And lastly, and most importantly, why am I involved in executing these action items in the first place? Once I find the answers to these questions, I feel confident in my ability to prioritize the tasks I have been given, whether they are academic, mental, or extracurricular-based.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m still that kid who cannot keep his hands from staying still. However, I\u2019ve learned that instead of completing arbitrary actions, my hands now need a purpose to act, one that drives not only success in my actions but also satisfaction in my heart.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Do you know that feeling when your hands aren\u2019t doing anything? You know, the one that they should be doing something? That\u2019s how I felt on August 22, 2014, which was the date of the Student Organization Fair\u00a0on The Commons. 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