I’m a bleeding heart liberal in the heart of Texas. Typically I try to avoid serious political discussions, but sometimes they find me. Last week, I got much more combative than I normally do. Despite what the other person thinks, politics are not something I’ll “understand when I’m older.” I banter about political stuff with the older teacher next door to me all the time. It’s lighthearted, fun, and we are still friends despite being on polar opposite ends of the spectrum. The other day, another teacher joined in our banter. Within minutes, she had begun insulting me.
Originally posted on Enigma:
if all my teachers taught all their lessons sarcastically with tons of humour added, I’d learn so much more, I’m trying really hard today after all of yesterday’s shit, I’m not giving up, I’m trying, I’m listening to so much of suli that I’m now laughing :’) and my emotion’s are coming back, and my attitude and persona, I’m not giving in and I will not give up, I will try hard, at life, at school, at mosque, because I won’t let my breakdowns stop me from being me, 🙂