Going Crazy

This past week was a hairy one. My goodness, on Tuesday, I thought that I was going to go crazy. We just got off of Thanksgiving Holiday break, which was great, by the way. The kids were in full form on Monday, but Tuesday, it was like they forgot that they were suppose to be in school and how to act and everyone was acting crazy. (I know that I was highly irritable, but I thought that I was controling it pretty well)

In the morning, I am in a classroom for about 2 hours. In this room is constant noise. If you have ever worked in special education, you know that there are good days and bad days, and if the days are bad, then you know that teaching is minimal. This constant noise and bad moods was driving me nuts! I did everything in my mind to keep me calm so that I could continue to work on them getting calm. I prayed under my breath, breathed deep breaths, counted, smiled, thanked God for my job and the wonderful students, but it seemed that I couldn't get it under control.

My co-worker had left the room to go to a meeting, and that is when the world caved in. The moods of the students went farther south. They turned off their hearing (at least to my voice), their voices were raised, talking back was a free for all, getting into my co-worker's things, etc. I prayed, "Lord tell me what to do! I need your peace and wisdom." I got their attention and calmed them down for a moment and I began to feel at peace.

After my co-worker came back to the room, they were pretty settled and I was feeling a lot better. I went to take a short break and I lost it. I went to call my husband and just cried like a baby. I felt like I was having a panic attack. He made me feel better, but it seemed that if anyone would ask me how my day was going, I would have cried some more. (I hate that feeling. I don't mind crying, but crying at the drop of a hat is something that I don't like to do)

I talked to another co-worker of mine if she had ever been on antidepression medication and she just encouraged me to talk to our principal (which is a great lady). I took her advice and went in and talked to her.

She just encouraged me. She lifted my spirits so much that the rest of the week was great. I felt so much better. I later sent her a text and thanked her for talking with me and encouraging me and she again encouraged me some more.

I so love the campus that I am on. I work with some awesome people!

Who are those people in your life that encourage you? Do you do this for others? Can you tell of a time that you made a difference in someone's day?