Maybe having an outlet to type my thoughts will be cathartic..... Maybe you all know after reading that what is inevitably true. That's never gonna work. We need people right? We need to talk and discuss and hear and understand and move forward, right? A lot's changed, I've said this before, but REALLY, a LOT'S changed. How do you say you've been divorced without saying you've been divorced? It was final two weeks ago exactly. It was a rough year and a half, and now it's not "better"...it's...different, but not really. My lawyer said he hears most people experiencing this emotional firestorm that it's both happy and sad all at the same time. It's like your body and mind and world trying to trick you. It's like I'm in control and completely out of control all at the same time. I can't grab ahold of myself at any one given time and I can't grab ahold of anyone else ever again without....wonder. Worry. Anxiety. Hope. In 202...
Spring Fever. It hasn't happened quite yet but I can feel it, coming in the air.... So, I "teach" study hall. Well, administer or facilitate would be more of the words I would use to describe what I do every school day afternoon from 1-3pm. The kids are...kids. I have young kids at home that sometimes annoy me because of what they want all the time or NEED all the time. These kids, well, they have a different form of annoying that I'm not sure anyone, but a jr high teacher can understand. I will NEVER be a jr high teacher and I have a lot of respect for those men and women who do it well. There are a lot of not so good teachers. They aren't good becasue they only facilitate. It is such a hard time for these young people. They don't know where they are or where they are going. Some days I just think I can't wait for them to get into high school and wish they had the freedom of middle school again. There are days however that I look at them and want all...