The Importance of Being a Good Teacher

Both of my parents were extremely misogynistic while my dad was very much the jovial presenting person and had this very fake charming way of interacting with people. He also had a very dark side to his personality specifically struggling with impulse control and incidents of road rage or losing his temper when we would be in public. During this time I don't recall seeing any incidents of physical rage or screaming at us within the household. So many quiet, satisfying moments at school around safe adults. I also had that through theater or dance or sports that I played as wild as my parents were. At least they cared enough about how things looked that they put us into extracurricular activities but really for me