Now that I have my end of the year assessment completed, I can finally say that I have reached the end of my first year of teaching. I just have to survive a couple more workdays and I am DONE.
I can say that I am glad this year is over. The past couple of weeks had me scraping by. I was (actually, I still am) tired, fed up with the students, stressed, and unable to control the urge to want to do other things. I honestly don't know if I would have been able to make it much longer without having to take a mental health day. Teaching has been rewarding to certain extents, but I have found that this first year has been more tears, panic attacks, and bouts of anger than it has been anything else, unfortunately. But, supposedly the first year comes with that sort of territory, or so I've heard.
Anyway, there are less than three months until next school year. Then it is time to do it all over again. At least I know what to expect and do this time.
I've also been feeling exceptionally creative lately. This year has been very stressful and unexpected and my own work has suffered because of it. But, I've had some pretty good ideas the last week or so and I am anxious to get started on making some of them...if I can decide what I actually want to start on. I have the freedom to do anything, but its still hard for me to get out of the mindset that I am making something for someone else and for some reason other than my own.
But, either way, I'm looking forward to it.