I know it’s supposed to be fun. I know the kids love it when you play along. But I can’t do it. I can’t stand in front of a classroom, the only adult in the room, wearing pajamas like it’s all a joke. Maybe it’s pride. Maybe it’s the last shred of dignity I have left after years of being told to smile through exhaustion, to show up with energy I don’t have, to make learning magical when I can barely keep my own life together. If you see me teaching in pajamas, something’s gone wrong. Either I’ve finally cracked, or I’m dreaming. I’m tired of pretending that every new spirit day is a harmless ask. Sometimes it just feels like one more way to blur the line between who I am and what this job wants me to be. #TeacherTruths #SchoolSpiritStruggles #BurnoutIsReal #Education