I am dealing with a lot of unbelievable pain. No, no one died, but part of me did, when my internship ended and although I will graduate with a degree in English my heart was to be an high school English teacher. I worked so very hard and put everything I had into that. I am broken, and I don’t know who reads this, if anyone but truly my heart is broken.
Grief is hard. I’m going through the worst pain in my life by being removed from my high school internship to graduate as a teacher. My heart is broken and although I am slowly finding healing, this is a hard place to be.