It's been a while, and I'm really struggling. I have always forced myself to teach, because I needed security, and a job where I knew I'd be consistently employed. Sure, there were parts I liked - reading, and discussing stories with the kids. Some of the students were great - delightful human beings. Nowadays, I am depressed, and wishing I'd picked a different career. I have to keep going. God help me. I'm dying.
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