Did a little math on how much time I spend working as a first year teacher. The results are…depressing. But also validating. When I tell people I don’t have time to do xyz (write, start/maintain a relationship, workout, see my friends/family), I literally don’t, unless I want to experience a mental breakdown. Also yeah, burnout is so real at this pace. And yet I’m still alive? And my students are still learning (I think)? Hell yeah, go me.
















