I always imagined myself to be a good teacher.
Until today I found myself in front of a room of twenty children and I lost my voice, my knees faltered and I imagined myself giving a speech in front of people again and suddenly I felt weak, lonely, and confused. Nothing came out of my mouth and my legs wobbled.
“Are you okay?”
“Facing my fears kiddo, facing my fears.”
I said in a whisper. I was totally bent and broken.