You are seen…
I see you. I have not forgotten you and I sure as hell will never forgive you. It’s the fourth anniversary of my nervous breakdown. The one you orchestrated. The one that shut me down. The one which forced my uncomprehending children to see me in tears for days on end. The one which left my wife, family and close friends scurry around to pick up the pieces and help me function from one day to the next – lost days and weeks. The one that destroyed my confidence for months. The one that made me doubt myself for years. The one you evidently could not have cared less about. They see you. The others you made suffer. The ones you forced out: the ones who actually did make a huge valuable difference to the school. The ones you punished for not kowtowing, for not worshipping your non-existent pedagogical prowess. The others you pushed to nervous breakdowns. The ones who you forced to choose between friendships and obeying you. The ones who you damaged who did not e...