No restroom breaks for two days 🥲

(Credit to ChatGPT as I couldn't write at 5 a.m.) 

 Dear _____ and Principal _____, 

I am writing to bring to your attention a pressing issue regarding our current camp staffing situation. As of now, there are no camp counselors available, and all camp teachers, including the photographer Eason, are on sick leave. This situation has resulted in a serious shortage of staff members to effectively manage the camp activities. 

As a concerned member of the school community, I believe it is crucial for us to reflect on whether the demands of the camp are overwhelming for our existing staff. It might be prudent to consider expanding the pool of available teachers who can contribute to the camp. I kindly request that the school administration considers this staffing dilemma seriously and contemplates the necessity of revising our approach to organizing such camps in the future. It could be beneficial to initiate a management review to assess the overall impact and feasibility of our current camp structure. 

Presently, we are faced with a situation where, due to the lack of manpower, we are compelled to combine two classes into one tomorrow. With ONLY two teachers and a single camp counselor available, managing three classes becomes impossible. Teachers are unable to take necessary breaks, including restroom breaks. This not only impacts their health and well-being but also impairs their ability to provide the best care and guidance to our students. Thank you for your time and consideration.

Stress

After exchanging a few WhatsApp messages with my boyfriend on Monday, something changed. Our usual phone calls suddenly came to a halt, all because of what felt like an "awkward" conversation. It's strange how the sudden cessation of our daily routines, like talking and messaging, can bring back memories of the haunting feelings I experienced with Pokman. That sense of emptiness, loneliness, and helplessness that seemed to have no resolution. Those feelings linger within me, seemingly forever. Yes, forever… 

Questions swirl in my mind. Is it always this way when a woman brings up the topic of wanting to have a baby and start a family? Should I feel shame or embarrassment for broaching this subject? And how can I view someone as a potential life partner if they don't share the same desire or plans for having children with me? Are my worries about being an older mother and the potential difficulties that might arise during childbirth or in the health of the baby being downplayed? Could it be that I'm taking things too seriously, causing unnecessary stress for both myself and my partner? Is it wrong for me to yearn for motherhood? I found myself pouring out my heart to my boyfriend about this desire, only to receive a "wow" in response. Was that a form of teasing? 

The reply left me feeling hurt and embarrassed. It's disheartening to think that my vulnerability was met with something that made me question the depth of my feelings and the sincerity of his repsonse. I can't help but wonder if my desire to become a mother is being undermined or not taken seriously. Maybe my concerns about my age and the potential challenges of parenthood are being brushed aside. Last night was rough. I cried for hours on end, feeling ignored and unheard. The weight of negative thoughts in my mind left me feeling almost in a state of "depression." Today, my appetite disappeared – a sure sign of sadness. 

A challenging day followed with three classes and two teachers, from 8 am to 4 pm, without a break or even a moment to use the restroom. To make matters worse, one of the staff members was unexpectedly on sick leave. I was left to navigate this hardship alone, with no one to confide in or ask for help. At 2am? , I found myself looking through the family album. Tears welled up as I thought about my loving family members, my precious students, and even the childhood dolls I had to leave behind in Hong Kong.