Education system...
Broken.
I tried to fix what I could. Not one teacher will listen.
I thought, maybe, I was running out of steam when I sat so quietly at the kitchen table, staring at blank work sheets in a binder. I thought I was out of fight when I saw the barely passing mark on the quiz that separated the blank units of work sheets.
Big breath. Quiet.
I stopped thinking, and I just felt. Turns out, it's not exhaustion. It's the calm before the storm.
And I am grateful.
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