When depression comes it can be a horrible beast. It can come out of nowhere and, often, has no cause. The only thing I have ever been able to do successfully to combat my depression is to teach. In a classroom, I am invincible. Sometimes, there is a cause.
Today, while feeling like I’m not even a whole person anymore, I found out that I am not even being given the chance to interview for a teaching position in the school district I want so desperately to join. I cannot understand what it is about my information, about the image of me on paper, that is so unappealing. I’m a good teacher. Children thrive with me. But I’m not being given an opportunity.
I’ve never felt more small.