funny how nowadays blogging is the more private option compared to the frazzle dazzle of twitter and facebook.

i’m just so terribly tired. i’m terribly tired from work and marking and all the little admin duties that are simple in themselves but terrifying when piled up. i no longer dare to check my email; i can’t face it without a sense of dread. i want to throw in the towel and say, look, i can’t do this. i can’t live like this, constantly worrying, fretting, double-guessing and over-thinking. i’ve made so many errors and mistakes and i’m so tired but i can’t sleep at night because i dream of work and i wake thinking of the things i need to do and have yet to do. i want to do well because part of me feels responsible for what happens although everyone tells me that i don’t figure much in the grand scheme of things and a mediocre teacher never really causes harm- but is that true?

though i know a little (a lot) of it is pride- i can’t settle for mediocrity and it’s really my own fault that i drive myself crazy thinking and over-thinking. it’s this constant push-pull; something goes well i become complacent; something goes wrong and it’s a reminder that i’m awful, i’m awful and i’m nothing special.

i dream of too many things at once and nothing gets done. can i do this forever, no- but what is out there that i can do? good days; bad days; bad term.

two more weeks then i can rest and maybe sleep and maybe stop worrying and going crazy in the car and just sitting there because if i get out then it’s back to the world and the grind and the errands and reminders and emails.

i know it’s just another sign of weakness and that i’ve spent so much of my life thinking i’m something special and if i quit it just shows that i can’t take setbacks and obstacles and if i can’t do this then i’ll never succeed at anything life.

two more weeks.

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