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ravensfan9First time posting, but I guess it's good to have an outlet somewhere?
I can't use my real name here because I'm a teacher, but friends call me G. Blame my sister - and you can blame her for the fact I'm on this thing, too. Just blame her for everything. (Haha, lol, love you.)
So, life is busy. My wife, M, just had back surgery in October, and returned to her vet clinic last week. I've been teaching online and two days a week in person. And I have to admit that teaching in person is dumb as hell. If I didn't need the job and didn't love my kids, I'd quit. They are killing us because our Republican governor is such a piece of crap. And our school system doesn't care about human lives. I've petitioned, I've written letters, but what do I do now?
On top of that, my sister has COVID19. This is her second fight with Corona, and I'm kind of scared, because her lungs suck. She's been through some shit, and even though we don't hang out TOO much (I'm around to help our parents, but - we lead different lives), I'm worried. My nephew (her son) is only nine. So this is some shit. I'm glad other people near her don't have it, but how did she get it? She left the house once in like, three weeks. She went to a grocery store in a mask. So that ONE time was enough?
If so, that's scary.
Didi, I'm pulling for you. I know life has been a dick to you, and this isn't fair.
Sigh. I'm just pissed at the world.
Good time to start a journal, I guess. I did it to vote for my sister and her team in a writing competition, but now, as I sit here while my parents sleep, I'm starting to wonder if I began this damn thing at the right time.
I can't use my real name here because I'm a teacher, but friends call me G. Blame my sister - and you can blame her for the fact I'm on this thing, too. Just blame her for everything. (Haha, lol, love you.)
So, life is busy. My wife, M, just had back surgery in October, and returned to her vet clinic last week. I've been teaching online and two days a week in person. And I have to admit that teaching in person is dumb as hell. If I didn't need the job and didn't love my kids, I'd quit. They are killing us because our Republican governor is such a piece of crap. And our school system doesn't care about human lives. I've petitioned, I've written letters, but what do I do now?
On top of that, my sister has COVID19. This is her second fight with Corona, and I'm kind of scared, because her lungs suck. She's been through some shit, and even though we don't hang out TOO much (I'm around to help our parents, but - we lead different lives), I'm worried. My nephew (her son) is only nine. So this is some shit. I'm glad other people near her don't have it, but how did she get it? She left the house once in like, three weeks. She went to a grocery store in a mask. So that ONE time was enough?
If so, that's scary.
Didi, I'm pulling for you. I know life has been a dick to you, and this isn't fair.
Sigh. I'm just pissed at the world.
Good time to start a journal, I guess. I did it to vote for my sister and her team in a writing competition, but now, as I sit here while my parents sleep, I'm starting to wonder if I began this damn thing at the right time.
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