In Motion

My father always told me, "If you decide to be a teacher, you must be prepared to watch your friends surpass you in future. They will be earning big money as lawyers and engineers and doctors, while you're just a teacher, even though you were smarter than them in school. If you're ok with that, go ahead." I didn't have a problem with that. In fact, I still think I don't. I like teaching, and it's what I'm best at imo. So no, I don't want to be a pharmacist, or a doctor. I want to interact with students and be amused by their innocence. I want to utilize the public speaking skills I have, and inspire my students to learn. And I get a deep satisfaction out of that. I don't think money can change my mind that I'm best cut out for teaching. Lately, though, faced with the very real possibility that I might end up a housewife or with no career to speak of for a while - I found myself struggling with something along similar lines. It's o

Authenticity. What a big word. To me, it means being courageous enough to show all facets of my true self to others, and not hiding parts of me that I deem weaknesses. But so often I catch myself only posting up happy, bubbly, positive thoughts and moments on Facebook, and I am careful not to reveal the more negative sides of myself. Don't you sometimes get the feeling that some friends on Facebook are are such wonderful people and are constantly positive? I think it's the same case here - maybe deep inside, we all strive to maintain an immaculate image so that people won't judge us for the worse. I think it's good to be authentic, to let others know that we face the same struggles, that perfection does not exist. To make up for that, here's the whole package. #nofilter Nope, I am not always smiling or joking, I cry sometimes when I get overwhelmed (and I've been doing a lot of that lately), I get angry when others "waste" my time by being ineffi