I think I will write something on the “good enough teacher” borrowing from/ripping off D.W. Winnicott. I’ve been doing this for years. Some class sessions are great. Some don’t work. Some feel awful. Every time a sense of failure hits, it hits as hard as ever, harder even, maybe because I’ve been doing this for so long.
I’m going to think of what such an essay might hold. I think it might help me to write it. And maybe reading it could be helpful for other teachers who struggle with caring and worrying and being hard on themselves when things don’t work out. And maybe even sometimes when they do.