I don't know why I'm doing this
Today isn't a good day. I should be crying but I can't so I pretend I'm fine with everything as it IS. It's not true.But I can't change anything nor run away because somebody must pick all the broken pieces. Fuck. Really, how do I fix THIS if I feel my life IS too broken too?
At least when my students are broken sometimes I can fix a bit of their lives. I have tools to help. There isn' t help for me. Fuck all. I'm going to cry in the bathroom and then keep going as always.
At least when my students are broken sometimes I can fix a bit of their lives. I have tools to help. There isn' t help for me. Fuck all. I'm going to cry in the bathroom and then keep going as always.