Back in May, I posted a little bit about how the end of the school year sucked and I had to deal with having my character challenged. At the end of the school year, there was a mass exodus of a bunch of people who had done little to help me out, and some new people were hired, who I knew would have my back. However, with school starting back up in less than 2 weeks my anxiety level had begun rise to epic proportions starting last week. I was having nightmares every night of having to work with the person who had done this to me. Over the summer, I had worked on forgiving this person, but I knew that trusting that person wasn't going to happen, at least right away.
Last night, my cell phone rang, and it wasn't one of my set ringtones, so I almost didn't look to see who it was. I am glad I did. It was our new division chair. Our conversation went like this, "Hey Jenna, I don't know if you're going to be happy about this, but I have some news about your Chemistry team." My stomach dropped. Had I been removed...again? I had been summoned in over the summer by the new Assistant Principal to explain to him what had gone on, and I had made sure I was professional the entire time. "Am I off the team again?" "You're still on the team and so is Grant." "Okay, then what's not to like?" "Well, so and so has been removed from the team this year to go teach math. You will have a new co-teacher on your team." Immediately my anxiety level dropped, and I said as much.
God is good. I also don't find it a coincidence that yesterday morning I started 2 studies on anxiety, because I couldn't handle myself anymore. Thank you, Jesus, this year will be a better year.