I woke up today, after maybe 5 hours of sleep, to no texts or missed calls from students which is such a rarity that my first thought was that my phone was not working. But I did have a message from car wreck victim’s boyfriend stating she was heading to surgery but there’s no evidence of head or neck injuries. So I’m back to crying and feeling frustrated and helpless.
(Why do I even care so much???)
Agreed. however:
This is what is driving me, I think. Emotional turmoil and mental breakdowns are … mine. It’s still early and I didn’t sleep well, so adjectives are failing my sleep-deprived brain. But I feel – rightly or wrongly – that part of my duty is to be here for these kids, to be a rock that they can lean on and hopefully find solace in. I have to be strong for them. Here, at the privacy of my desk or with random internet strangers, I can break down and suffer. But someone has to be there for these kids when they need it.
I’m not saying I disagree with you, @Spice_Weasel – far from it. However, finding that fine line that allows me to shut down and take a mental breather throughout the week is going to be difficult. When one hears a cry in the dark, its in our nature to offer help.
To further add credence to your summary, we found out a few days ago that our winter holiday has been effectively cancelled. We have always taken the standard 2 or 2 ½ week break. I was looking forward to this more than I can articulate and while I knew I would still be getting calls and texts from students, all the rest of it I would be able to eschew: the Zoom lectures, the attendance tracking (lots of fun when students aren’t engaging!), the meetings on top of meetings, the absolutely endless emails… all of it. Which would’ve made student contacts much easier from simply a logistical point of view. Now we have Christmas Day and New Year’s Day off. Wonderful. Thanks, admin. Fuck you and your “thanks for all your incredible hard work” insincerity. So while I don’t know if this is sort of a existential “I need a new career” burnout or just “sick of this fucking pandemic and all the bullshit it’s caused” burnout, I’m definitely there.
This is my second career. I spent 13 years as a hospice worker before going back to school. I even started an “AMA” thread her on the Dope… Christ, must’ve been a decade ago now. But I just finished my MA this year and I’m not ready to throw in the towel, not by a long shot. But I do need to find a way to disconnect and establish boundaries.