The workshop we attended today made most of us feel overwhelmed, anxious, and more stressed out. What a combination! Lol! At this meeting, we learnt that we will have to turn in 6-12 additional lesson plans along with the other plans we turn in weekly. YIKES! I know that we can get it done. The task is finding the sparse time we have left in the week to actually do it (without losing an adequate dose of sleep, that is). Anyway, our grade level has decided to band together and help each other out as well as be available on speed dial if necessary. So that's helped alleviate our worries (somewhat).
This, along with having a certain individual ask us to sign a document that goes against a friend of mine, made the day seem a bit nervewrecking. However, I told the person that I would do NO SUCH THING because I refuse to be a party to such a situation. The audacity of even being asked got me even more nettled. But, then again, that same individual tried to tape record me when I was being interviewed about the person in question. I flat out said that that was against my rights, and I didn't want to be recorded.
It angered me that people still try to manipulate others through such sneaky means.
As for my friend, I couldn't betray her. If others could do so, then that's their prerogative and they'll have to live with that decision. But, I could not. She isn't guilty of anything (except other than being ill due to medical reasons).
Seeing her in this light brought back a flood of heartwrenching memories that were experienced with Mom while she went through that rough patch of being committed to the hospital for two weeks in Corpus. The guilt you feel while trying to help someone never goes away. It stays hidden under the layers of yourself until a similar situation reminds you of it. Then the wound grows fresh once again. And the emotional pain resurfaces. The following song is simulataneously sad and beautiful, and it's song that I can relate to so much lately. Here's Oasis singing "Stop Crying Your Heart Out":
