The Biggest Lesson That Teaching Has Taught Me

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It’s finally over. I’ve just finished mentoring for a year-long programme on mobile journalism, and boy has it been a trip.

For one, impostor syndrome was hitting hard, as my bulk of experience in lifestyle, marketing, and fiction felt out of place among the other mentors, who were powerhouses in journalism and news reporting.

But the good outweighed the bad, and I’ve now come out of this programme having learned more about myself as an educator, and you know what? I actually think I suck. A lot.

Don’t believe me? Let me convince you.

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Here’s Why I’m Using This Boring And Uninformative Title

A woman in glasses staring out the window with a bored look

Hoo boy, are you in for a treat today.

You’re probably wondering why you’re here, or if this post is going to be a waste of time. Let me tell you in advance that yes, you could very well waste ten minutes of your life here (or however long it takes for you to read 1,000 words), or you could have the ten funnest minutes.

I don’t know which it’ll be. The only way to find out is to read on.

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The Real Reason Why I Work Out Every Day (And It’s Not For The Abs)

A woman in yoga pants running up some colourful stairs

Barring the time I got ravaged by COVID or when I pulled my back, I’ve managed to maintain my daily workout schedule for about a year now. I don’t even remember how long it’s been. I’m just basing it off this post.

And I’ve uploaded said workouts in the form of Insta stories to hold myself accountable, even though it’s just to a handful of people.

But as a result of the stories, I did get a couple people sliding into my DMs, asking me whether I’m training to be invincible.

The answer is yes.

Am I preparing for a competition? Yes. For the competition of life.

Am I an addict? Yes. I’m addicted to the pump.

Do I take days off? Ye—uh, you almost got me there. No.

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Five Things I Miss Most About Having A Writing 9–5

An open office workspace with large desks and hanging lights

You’d think I’d know what I want in a writing career after spending some ten years of cutting my teeth in wordsmithery. Ha. Ha ha. Hahahaha.

What happened instead is me flitting from one possibility to another, not really committing to an actual path. Do I want to pursue fiction? Or freelance writing? Am I looking to be an editor? Or remain a writer?

I don’t know.

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