I remember pacing the aisles of my favorite used bookstore a few years ago. Somehow I always end up in the education section.
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.