Bad Dreams About Teachers
2nd February 2020
Sometimes I am sane. I look into a mirror and I see a version of me that is healthy, energetic and complete.
When I am singing to myself, I am the most fantastic person in the world. I am the top fan of my own voice. But in front of my teachers I think the opposite way.
In my deepest sub-conscious, I would bring disgrace to my teachers no matter what. It is the most irrational thought I have, that I will never be good enough in front of my teachers. Therefore, I am never good enough for myself in my own shoes. I am only half complete.
My teachers are my ghosts. They will be watching me off the stage and getting ready to hunt me down and eat me alive. If I am a rabbit, then they are hunters with bullet-loaded rifles.
I am thinking where I had done wrong? Should I blame myself for this? Then I tell myself to stop right there, that's enough.