The instructor I complained about to the dean and dept. chair apologized profusely and literally begged me to resolve our disagreements and I agreed by writing a letter of resolution. Even though I'm glad it's over, I still feel a bit depleted. I guess 3 months of him being a jerk to me can have that effect. No matter how many apologies he pleads, I hate to admit it, but I don't think I will ever trust him again. For 3 months this guy has shown me how bigoted he is towards older African American females and has convinced me that he has stereotypical views on what he perceives how all AA act. He was amazed that my husband is a professional. I didn't even discuss my personal life with him, he asked a student whose father knows my husband. I have since spoken to the student about it.
So far, I've been using fitness as a means of healing. Intense cardio 3x a week and ballet/pilates 2x week, seems to be working for me. Once I briefed my husband on the situation, I didn't burden him with it any further. I used to, but I stopped. My husband gives me support when I need it, and I figure it out by either writing about it, meditating or praying. Our home is loving and peaceful and I plan on keeping it that way.
Having a fitness program is especially beneficial in this industry because of the heavy lifting, quick movements, and long hours on your feet. I really want to excel in my new profession, possibly make a few friends, and know that the difference between me and that instructor is that I don't have to hurt anyone in order to appease my ego.