Dear reader. I apology for my little inactivity from not writing for two days. But I needed all rest I could get. I was exhausted last week with so many of my colleagues gone due Covid, and this week didn’t started any good - despite that my colleague is back. I just stopped planning, at 22:00 pm. At night. Not only did I worked from 7:15 am and came home 18:00 pm. I kept working and working until now, till the night. Just to prove my worth as a teacher for some other colleagues and my boss.

This is heavy now. I didn’t slept much either, and this over-work caused the start of my bipolar back in 2011 when I worked with students at the age of 16-19. My boss doesn’t care whatsoever about my illness nor does she respect it. People are quitting there one by one and I’m not sure after all years there that I want to be part of that school anymore. I’m so tired of all those poisonous episodes I had with my last boss and now this one.

Unfortunately, dear reader, I can’t write much today. I am - against all odds - good. I’m all focused at doing my job and making the classroom flow. I’m doing even all adaptions for those students who need. Simplifying everything, making anything user friendly. Making separate instructions on online-work and such. Now I’ll go to bed and sleep. Well, try to. I have that half 3,25 mg Zopiclone ready just in case. And I think I must use it tonight.

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