Me and My Big Mouth

I'm like the love doctor. I taught sexuality education for 3 years professionally, and kids learn that. They tell me things. I see dead people.

I learned that one of my students has just been tested positive for a STI. I feel so badly for them, and wish I could change places with them. I've been there, and it's no fun.

I learned that one of my students is getting yanked around by their ex, and can't move on with life. I feel so badly for them, and wish I could change places with them. I've been there, and its no fun.

But sometimes, when they reach out to me, I say stupid things. I help a bit, I hope, but I can be judgmental when I try not to be. It's hard when it comes to love and sexuality. I wish I could write THAT book. But not now. When I'm free, I'll feel more free to flap my big mouth.