Last month I had several dreams about my old work. When I'm there everything is fine. Now I'm at this new work that made me sic. The workload made me depressed and self-critical. To an extreme point. To a point where there was no point with life. The logic is insane.
I have needs. One need is to be creative at work. I imagine that this creativity will save me. In all my plans to get back to a healthy life style I work. I can't really see an alternative.
I might try my creativity tonight. Try to slowly work on some magic lesson plan. I'll report on how it goes. No comparing. No judgment. Anything that I can create is good enough.

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