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Two students I love are quitting, and this post I left at a teacher group says it pretty well -
Is anyone emotionally suffering from beloved students quitting right about now? I get so attached ... especially to those who I have taught for so long, and finally can actually converse with, and they are leaving and I can't deal. Every day at this time of year is a struggle. My stomach is tense for trying to reschedule classes, finding teachers for them, etc etc... and I just can't duck these bombs falling on me. It is seriously like being in the middle of a battle field. In a losing battle. Wondering what I am doing, why am I fighting? Knowing I do it because this is what I love. I love just being with these kids, and being a part of their lives and seeing them grow. And nothing lasts. If it did, it wouldn't be so special, would it?
And some gloomy memes to help me express myself further...
