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As the school year gets closer I get more and more anxious about how this year will go. I feel like it will be different and that I'm much more prepared than last year. I feel like last year I had so many factors working against me. And this year I don't. Which is good. But I'm worried because if I truly am a terrible teacher than it will be apparent very soon. And I will be stressed and depressed for the next ten months. And I don't know what I would do if I am absolutely awful at doing my dream job. Like I felt all last year.
I just wish I wouldn't have nightmares about it.
Oh and. Four years? I don't even know what's the same about me anymore, life has changed so much. But I still miss you every day and I hope I'm still making you proud.
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I just wish I wouldn't have nightmares about it.
Oh and. Four years? I don't even know what's the same about me anymore, life has changed so much. But I still miss you every day and I hope I'm still making you proud.
Posted via Journaler.