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If someone asked me five months ago why I homeschool, I […]
Holy crap. I’m going to screw up my children forever.
They’re never going to learn to read, they’ll never be able to do simple math, much less calculus.
They’re going to never have friends, be bullied in college, if they even make it into college. They’re going to never find a spouse unless they’re equally out-casta-able.
They won’t get into college. They won’t be able to do any of those stupid standardized tests. I’ll be that “mother” you know, the one that everyone says “oh she homeschools — yeah right — that’s just her excuse to stay home and do nothing.”
They won’t ever understand a single thing they’re learning. They won’t understand all those quirky things you can’t find in a curriculum, but necessary life skills.
I won’t ever be able to cover enough. I’m dooming my children to failure. Not just academically, but in every freakin’ stinkin’ blinkin’ area of their miserable little lives. All because I’m homeschooling them. What a selfish beast I am.
Have you ever felt this way?