A recent Facebook post reminded me of a pivotal moment during my time as a graduate assistant, earning my master’s degree in higher education. I worked 20 hours in the dean’s office, specifically helping students with disabilities get their proper accommodations. The work was draining, to say the least. A fellow classmate, who was completing her doc program, walked by. What started as a quick “hello”, turned into a deep, half hour conversation about our work that ultimately culminated in her telling me this: You’re not that important.