Thread by @RoadsideMum

Really need to get the children up and restart them on school work, but really struggling to. The letter I poured so much of my soul into to put shitty boy teacher back in his place never sent and now I'm so ultra averse to it. This is PTSD again. I recognise this demon. Super.

Plus also he did still make an example of me in front of the whole class, so actually I don't want to walk back in there (metaphorically) and it's pushing buttons about *trapped, can't leave* because I cannot relocate or change school.

This week LO will have LOs usual class teacher, nicknamed Miss Honey, again. LO really loves Miss Honey, like a favourite big sister, and it shows that Miss Honey cares very much about the class, including LO. But it still just all feels like Mr Arse.

He's won. He wanted to make me feel small, to know my place, my helplessness, how very fucking unwanted I am, and he's won. I can't avoid school forever and I can't fight back. And you wonder why I don't like schools. Because this. Because this isn't even the first time.

It isn't even English schools, it's happened abroad as well. About 10% of teachers are just horrible and want power, authority, and to be little Gods, and that seems to be a consistent thread, although it's higher or lower different schools. This school used to be good.

I am tired of it. I have had kids for years and years don't forget. When I was young, I thought it was my age, when I was a foreigner I thought it was my country, and so on and so on. Actually, a chunk of this profession are fucking horrible and joined to be in charge of others.

Nowhere will ever be safe of them and they positively revel in making sure you know they regard you as a slightly less valuable than dog shit on a shoe.

Major MAJOR aversion to school now. Huge. Massive. It's not gone away for a week off. I don't know where this story ends.