It's amazing how words can affect your entire day.
One of my students has had a life I can't even begin to imagine. He's in a safe space now, but struggles with flashbacks and other behavioral issues. After having a rough bus ride in, the morning continued to be hard. When he finally was consequenced with going to a quiet environment within the building for a few periods, he was not a happy person.
After yelling he didn't do anything wrong, he came within 5 inches of my face and screamed "I hate you!" then pulled his glasses off and crushed them into the carpet. I could feel my heart just sink. It was a personal attack against my soul. I was crushed, but had to maintain a flat affect the entire time and not show it.
I adore this kid. I love him to pieces and try to do what I can daily to help him battle what he emotionally deals with. So do the staff in my classroom. But to replay the scene in my head over and over again, just makes me sad. Another day in the life of Post Traumatic Stress.
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Thank you for caring so much for children who many not be getting enough love in their lives.
That's why there's people like you with big hearts and a well of patience. You're making a bigger impact on his life than you realize!
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