9 November 2026: It's been a rough day. Lots going on and just non-stop (though, as always, the students were the best part). So much bull to navigate.
It. Just. Keeps. Coming.
In a conversation with a friend where I got emotional, I mistakenly thought she was attributing my emotions to grief.
"I am more than that, though," I said, interrupting her, a clumsy way of saying this wasn't about grieving my parents and everything that has happened this past year.
Again, that's not what she meant, but I am still proud for saying it--because it was clarifying and affirming.
I don't want that to become the "answer" for everything I've been feeling lately.
I think the grief means the tears come sooner, as does the anger and frustration.
It's part of it, but just a part.
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