Crispy But Not Burned
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I remember pacing the aisles of my favorite used bookstore a few years ago. Somehow I always end up in the education section.
Amidst the old books smells, I found a book called Not Quite Burned Out But Crispy Around the Edges. It was funny, and the name has always stuck with me.
Not quite burned out but crispy around the edges is exactly how I’ve been feeling this year. The feelings of burn-out are pressing in on me like a collapsing tent. And I hate it. This isn’t me. I feel the dirge of overwhelmingness is about to crescendo in heartbreak. I don’t want to lose myself in the process of teaching.
I have to get out of this rut and get back to the heart of what I’m doing and why I’m doing it.
