**** I am posting here so it doesn’t get lost in my hard drive of chaos ****
Again, another attempt to figure out methods to help me remember what I was thinking. I was so excited after the gym, and instead of just going about my day, I wanted to get my ideas down before I lost them, and writing wasn’t going to cut it.
When I start getting into my research, I gain a lot more confidence.
It’s that I know what I know, and it’s important and valid. Teaching is my passion; it is one of the few things in my life where I feel like I somehow belong. If not so much a location ie school, but more the profession.
I would often doubt myself because others didn’t understand how I taught. But I was an excellent teacher for my students. I know that what I am trying to do now matters, and that’s essential for me to keep going. I need to know it matters.
Distorted Clarity 