Having a rainy Monday on a Tuesday. Storm squall of Sad. Angry sad. Not glass half empty. Glass all the way empty. Or no glass.
Already low reserves of... well anything... when dealing with Persistent Student Problem. Which kind of feels like it finished me off. Stone-faced, clay-faced walking through the rest of the day. Not animated. Not interesting. Not engaged.
Because I just focus on how unfair the situation is to the rest of the class that so many resources are going to this one student who doesn't give a flying F**k and has said as much multiple times.
Headache. Woke this morning with a stomachache and did not have breakfast. Had insufficient lunch. Did eventually remember to have caffeine. Will resist the idea that poor self-care is at all related to mental state.
Today I am relieved that I am co-teaching and that my co-teachers have greater emotional reserves. That is my grateful crap.
meds 100 mg lamotrigine (probably should raise that to the prescribed amount)
Quaker, teacher, parent,