A Day in the Life of a Master(s) of Education

I cried at work today. It's been a long time since I've been so frustrated that it presented itself as tears. It wasn't very long and almost stopped as quickly as it started but it made me think of a few things. If I didn't have the boss (who I was on the phone with at the time) that I have, would I have felt comfortable, seen and understood in that moment? Would I have told them what was happening and articulate why I felt the way I did which led to the tears? Did the tears help? I don't know the answers but I'm glad to be able to ask the questions. Until next post....laters

Food is so personal and the US is full of times when poor, minority and othered people suffered. Today was one of those days that just drained me emotionally. I know who I am, my interests and intentions. Having that called into question is frustrating and has brought me to tears. Tomorrow will be a better day but I needed to write out how today felt. Future me will need to see this. Until next post....laters

So the calendar that most Americans (like me) go by says it's a new year. Generally that also means folx make resolutions that they don't keep or changes that are superficial to themselves just to say "I did it". Welp, this post isn't that but I'd be lying if I didn't say it's in the same family 😉. This month I am reducing my alcohol intake. I don't really want to call it a "dry January" per se but more a decision to not consume alcohol. Several years ago after a very traumatic event,  I stopped drinking. I didn't tell anyone except VERY close friends why I wasn't drinking and I sometimes think about how I approached that. Instead of dealing with the event and how it affected me, I latched on to a superficial cause. In my mind, what happened to me, happened because of alcohol. Which wasn't the case. Was alcohol involved? Yes. Was it the sole reason this thing happened to me? ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT. So with that in mind, not d...