How to Deal With Yourself When You Feel Like a Failure

I am a teacher. I have the best job in the whole wide world. (With the exception of being a Mother of course.)

Parent teacher conference days send a chill up my spine every time. I sit in the middle of the big cold gym in the middle of a month way too far away from spring break. Parent sits across the table- the table I have covered in neat stacks of student data, strengths, weaknesses, goals and dreams.- She states “Should you really be teaching?” Just like that my world crumbles. Shattering and falling all around me, it takes shards of my skin and soul with it on its way down to the ground. She has exposed me in my doubts, inadequacies, and utter unworthiness because the truth is;

I am a failure.

Without God.

Without God I am a failure.

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