I’m so tired of being a teacher. I’m on break and I never want break to end. I shouldn’t have to dread going back to work, not in a deeply my-soul-is-cringing type of way.
Oh I know – the work itself. The young minds. Trust me – I know. I’m explaining in shorthand and I know that too but I feel the visceral ebb of time and my break is almost over and I can’t stand it being over.
I guess I’m tired of humiliation, but maybe everyone feels that way.