Thursday, February 18, 2010

Not A Cry For Help

Oh, insecurity, you're a tricky little bastard, aren't you?

School and work and parenting and everything else at once isn't easy, but I had this idea that it was something like noble suffering, you know? Something like a trial. If I can make it through with my sanity (somewhat) intact, I win.
But what do I win?
The many times I've been told, directly and indirectly, that my hopes of getting a teaching position teaching high school history are nil, well, they're starting to create cracks in my fragile facade. What if I haul ass through school, somehow make it through student teaching, but DON'T get hired full time anywhere? I mean, look what happened with the police dept. Hauled ass through school, passed all their exams.... and still never got called. Yeah, I've been burned before.

Damn you, insecurity, for making me doubt myself.

3 comments:

Dawn said...

I thought teachers were in demand? If not now with the economy, perhaps when it picks back up? Screw everyone else. You won't know until you try and then at least you tried.

jennifergsale said...

There's always the pole, my friend. I'll see you there :)

ummmhello said...

Yesssss! At least I'll have company when I start at Tassles R Us! :)