Hope you’re doing well in your life.🙂
Well, I’m missing you and the blogging so much. I wish I could communicate with you every single day but life doesn’t play the same game consistently. That’s why the things have been changed a little for me. Anxiety attacks are hitting me with more power to knock me down. Life has reached me in a situation which I haven’t had yet. It illusions me that there’s no way to go further. But I know it’s not possible. There’s always a way, it’s just an illusion of clouds.
I love to communicate with my students. I love to share the knowledge with them but I can’t see them using that knowledge in a way that it shouldn’t be as it leads them to their own destruction. Leaving their own nation and tradition behind will cause severe harm to that country. I can Imagine this, but it feels like a lot of needles stabbing directly in my heart watching the scenario. As I’m a Patriot, I can’t see the people going to another country for the sake of a high standard living.
Should I teach my students wrongly so that they couldn’t pass the exam and couldn’t go to any other country? Should I tell them directly that you’re doing the loss of your own country? Should I quit this somehow interesting job of a teacher as I’m not doing well as it’s forming anxiety attacks in my mind?
I love the teenagers, the youth. But I’m sad that their focus is grounding on a country destruction way. It feels like I’m supposed to change something. I don’t know how to deal with it. Whenever any student comes to me for some kind of help, my brain alerts me the way that I shouldn’t help him as he’s going on the way I criticize and refused to walk upon. However, I control the emotions and give my all to give him the best solution.
If I decide to quit the job, then I have no other option left except laboring in the factories. In between, an another anxiety attack collide with my thoughts that I’m unable to pursue my dreams due to 9 to 5 race.
I think we all have been passed by this situation. Even intense than this. As it’s just the part of life. I somehow hold myself back and come back to normal. I tell myself that I’m gonna miss those anxiety attacks in future, that’s why I’m facing them. Maybe it helps to stay positive. What you think??