As I said goodbye to my 20 first grade friends for the last Monday of the school year, I did not feel the joy that I should feel for being so close to the end. Instead, I felt defeat. And not like I've defeated another year. Instead, today I was defeated.
I could just feel it all over. This feeling of anger and frustration and heartbreak and grumpiness. I hadn't done my best as a teacher. Now, it's the last week of school and not much teaching is going on, but I wasn't there for my students. I let one student and his stuburness defeat me. I let him truly make me angry. I never allowed him to see that I was angry, but I felt it inside and I sitll just can't let it go.
After leaving work and running errands, I went through the drive thru and picked up some nachos. Unhealthy, fatty nachos to make my day better. Now I lay on the couch waiting for the Bachelorette in hopes that it will help me to move on past today. If nothing works today, atleast tomorrow is a new day and a fresh start. And if tomorrow fails too...well atleast I only have a day and a half after that!
Do you ever have days that you feel defeated?
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