Slice of Life #15: Emotional Labor: It’s a Thing.

It's Thursday. I come home, pull some leftovers out of the fridge, and plop down onto the couch. It's only 3:30, but I am exhausted. How can that be possible? I was only teaching! Ah - there's the rub. Honestly, in my first year teaching, I used to think I was just weak, that maybe …