This is going to be a couple comments long... I'm sorry... I just really needed to rant about this... I'm sorry.
I am seriously so happy to the point of tears. I seriously thought I was completely crazy and messed up... there's this teacher who I completely adore. She means literally everything to me. She's too young to be my mom, and so I consider her to be my big sister. She's only 14 years older than me and she and I have the same interests. Not only that, but she has been there for me through literally everything. She knows my whole life story.... including really deep stuff that not even some of my friends know. She has stopped me from hurting myself in any way. She didn't know that I was going to hurt myself, but I would come to her just bawling and she'd comfort me. One time, I completely broke down in front of her. I mean, I've broken down so many times to her, but this time, I specifically remember. I was in Spanish 2 (by the way, the teacher I love showed me that I am great at Spanish and opened my eyes and helped me realize that I want to be a teacher) and I didn't have her as a teacher. I had a different one... I was going through a lot because my mom was recently diagnosed with cancer and so I just wanted to ask her if she could tell my teacher that I won't be able to come to some of the Spanish club meetings because of that. I didn't trust my Spanish 2 teacher... I was walking to her classroom and I saw her and I started BAWLING. She was like, "What's going on, honey?" And I literally started hyperventilating. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't explain it... and she literally just came over and gave me a hug for 30 seconds. She just let me cry in her arms and then she was like, "Now. Tell me." And I started by explaining how I missed my first Spanish homework assignment and then I just started to have a breakdown.... and then I mentioned how my mom had cancer and I just sat there and cried until I was emotionally drained. I wasn't able to talk to anyone about it and so talking to her literally just made me feel so much better. I think when she gave me that hug is when I really began to look up to her.... but a lot of stuff happened before that, she stopped these people from bullying me and I emailed her with a simple "thank you" and we kept a conversation going for a while... and then I just started telling her a whole bunch of stuff. I mentioned how I was abused by my father which I shouldn't have done. He lives far away
is it normal that i wish my teacher loved me like a daughter
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This is going to be a couple comments long... I'm sorry... I just really needed to rant about this... I'm sorry.
I am seriously so happy to the point of tears. I seriously thought I was completely crazy and messed up... there's this teacher who I completely adore. She means literally everything to me. She's too young to be my mom, and so I consider her to be my big sister. She's only 14 years older than me and she and I have the same interests. Not only that, but she has been there for me through literally everything. She knows my whole life story.... including really deep stuff that not even some of my friends know. She has stopped me from hurting myself in any way. She didn't know that I was going to hurt myself, but I would come to her just bawling and she'd comfort me. One time, I completely broke down in front of her. I mean, I've broken down so many times to her, but this time, I specifically remember. I was in Spanish 2 (by the way, the teacher I love showed me that I am great at Spanish and opened my eyes and helped me realize that I want to be a teacher) and I didn't have her as a teacher. I had a different one... I was going through a lot because my mom was recently diagnosed with cancer and so I just wanted to ask her if she could tell my teacher that I won't be able to come to some of the Spanish club meetings because of that. I didn't trust my Spanish 2 teacher... I was walking to her classroom and I saw her and I started BAWLING. She was like, "What's going on, honey?" And I literally started hyperventilating. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't explain it... and she literally just came over and gave me a hug for 30 seconds. She just let me cry in her arms and then she was like, "Now. Tell me." And I started by explaining how I missed my first Spanish homework assignment and then I just started to have a breakdown.... and then I mentioned how my mom had cancer and I just sat there and cried until I was emotionally drained. I wasn't able to talk to anyone about it and so talking to her literally just made me feel so much better. I think when she gave me that hug is when I really began to look up to her.... but a lot of stuff happened before that, she stopped these people from bullying me and I emailed her with a simple "thank you" and we kept a conversation going for a while... and then I just started telling her a whole bunch of stuff. I mentioned how I was abused by my father which I shouldn't have done. He lives far away