Tomorrow is the start of September.
And I honestly don’t know how August just suddenly ended. Because I feel like I didn’t fully experience this month.
It was a crazy month.
It became a month of uncertainty.
I didn’t know what each day consisted of. And there were nights where I would worry on what could possibly happen the next day.
This month began with major changes at work. My co-teacher had her last week of her two week notice. Which turned into 1.5 days because she sprained her ankle and couldn’t go into work. Then in that same week… we had 6 transitions ( aka new students in our class) start on the SAME DAY. And it wasn’t the most easy-going students. Lots of attitude and lots of “NO”. At the same time, the last few older students in our class were not being good examples to our newer friends. Chaos would be the best word to describe the atmosphere in the classroom.
There was one day, where 10 minutes before my shift, I was having a panic attack. And 5 minutes before my shift, I had to quickly calm myself down and stop my panic attack.
I was just trying to survive each day. Nothing more. Just trying to survive. All in one week, new students and my co-teacher leaving.
And the uncertainty of who would be helping me in the class. It became a game of: is this sub going to be helpful or not?
Then somehow the universe gave us a break. A student got the virus. And our classroom was closed to the students that were directly exposed.
For the past two weeks, we had a quiet classroom. The most kids we had were 7. I got to declutter and change the entire classroom to a system that makes sense. We set rules and classroom management to start fresh when everyone came back.
That was a example of a good uncertainty that occurred.
However, with all the bad uncertainty that happened. It deeply affected how my body felt. Every weekend, it felt like my body was screaming at me to take a break. I would get lightheaded, dizzy, extreme fatigue and nausea.
Then the weather kept on changing which affected my physical health even more, plus my mood.
We had many dark, gloomy and random rainy days. Which is uncommon for us during this time of year. There were some hot days sprinkled in between. But the change in weather made me feel under the weather (not Covid related). But having a dry cough only in the morning and then disappearing in the afternoon.
Then I went on a date with someone and no matter how much I prepped my mental health for that date. I immediately became anxious the moment the date ended. To the point where I didn’t sleep that night because the worries would not stop. Nothing could stop it or distract it. I don’t know what triggered it, because I felt like the date went well. Even my therapist asked, what happened?? She thought I was mentally and emotionally ready to date. And I thought so too. But I guess I wasn’t.
Today was a pretty good representation of my August.
I had a hard time sleeping last night. I randomly woke up at 3. Then at 5am, the power went out & I hear my parents in the hallway arguing on how to open the garage with no power. An hour later, the power finally came back.
Then I went to work and it was full of emotions. Many kids came back from their two weeks “off”. It felt like everyone was crying and sad for the smallest thing. And it felt like every 15 minutes, someone was crying. I was not fully awake to deal with all the emotions.
Then the sub was late coming back from lunch. Then it pushed back my co-workers lunch and furthermore, my lunch. And I couldn’t go to lunch late because I had therapy during my lunch. I was NOT going to miss my therapy session. With most students napping, I got the go-ahead to leave my lunch on time leaving the sub in the class.
BUT of course, 5 minutes before my lunch. One student wakes up crying for mom and asks to go to the bathroom. Her cry is so loud, it wakes up two students. Then 1 minute before my lunch, one of those students said that she needed to change. So I had to bring her to the bathroom and change everything. Then once I was finished, she starts crying and missing mom. And the sub couldn’t help because she had to sit with one student who was having a hard nap time.
So I could just hear crying and screaming in my class as I’m leaving. But I was not going to miss therapy, I needed it.
Then being extremely sleepy and not having a lunch, I was just over it. And just trying to survive !
Then I get home (aka a millennial who can’t afford her own place and has to live with her parents), and my mom is in the worst mood. And furthermore, transfers that negative energy to my dad. And all they did was argue the rest of the night. And when they argue, they don’t even listen to what the other one is saying. Which ends up with my mom crying.
I had no sleep, a day with half my class crying. I don’t need a household filled with: anger, tension, crying and yelling.
I don’t know what September will bring.
Because that’s my life.
But I’m going to try to literally take things one day at a time, one hour at a time.
If I just need to survive the day, then that’s a step in the right direction.
I’ve been at rock bottom already this year. And it’s been a horrible feeling.
I’m trying to push through and get away from that direction.
I’m gonna sleep.