Today was better than yesterday. The principal called me in his office first thing this morning and talked to me. He told me I could just do the 4 8th grade classes. I have felt much better since. I just really felt like I was getting screwed- working more hours, making less money, then doing a job and a half! Gah! I was more than a little frustrated. I looked at the schedule from earlier in the year, and they started out with 3 science teachers and each one only taught 4 classes. I called Daniela yesterday and she emailed me today and told me to call her back, but I missed her when I did. I’m still not sure I will stay where I am. I know I will fall in love with the kids, though. It pisses me off because I know the m-effing superintendent is getting paid, but he tries to get me for nothing. That’s insulting.
Just Keep Swimming
I am a 47 year old adult child of an alcoholic. My childhood could have been a Lifetime movie. I am dealing with PTSD, anxiety, and severe depression as a result. I am working on gaining an understanding as to what this means and learning how to be okay with myself. Some days, just killing myself and being done with it seems like the most sensible option. On those days, I keep telling myself, "just keep breathing in and out, that's enough for today."