I know we are stressed. I know we have done a poor job of carving out time or emotional space to grieve for our family’s losses. I know teaching, despite not being objectively scary, is freaking the living daylights out of us on an interesting primal level.
I get it. We’re at high rev right now.
I don’t think we need to have one nightmare a night in which a different, currently-living member of our family dies each night. I really don’t. We should stop that.
the rest of a progressively-more-tired-and-unsettled labmonkey