In all seriousness, some days look like the fight is impossible. It's on those days that it's most important to remember that our kids are better with you that without you and that you're there for them. Nobody teaches to be rich. Teachers to teach for fame. It's not just one glamorous, inspiring speech one after the other like the movies make it seem. Teaching is a grind. Teaching makes you frustrated in a way that you've never been before, and that feeling is a good thing. Yes, being so angry that you want break your brand new, district provided laptop is a positive.
It gets better.
That anger means you care. That frustration means you haven't given up. Your kids push you to make you remember that you're still in the fight, so keep fighting. Remember that teaching can be fun. Remember that there's a reason they are the way they are and it is your job to support them. It doesn't make what they do alright. It doesn't make that think your administrator says that really makes you want to grab all of your papers and throw them out the window any less annoying (Hey buddy, have you turned in your lesson plans? NO THESE KIDS ARE KILLING ME WHY DON'T YOU WRITE THEM AND COME TEACH THESE WONDERFUL LITTLE MONSTERS. ALSO, I'M NOT YOUR BUDDY GUY). What it does do is give you that fire you need to get through the day and keep teaching.
Use that energy. Teach hard. Teach angry. Teach with a passion your kids have never seen before. Then enjoy your sad 30 minute lunch in the lounge, complain it out with the others, and do it all over again. You'll find that happiness again, and when you do, it will all be something to laugh about. You're going to be just fine, and you're doing something amazing even if nobody ever tells you.
Teachers, stay strong. I'd rather be with you than any other more appreciated adults. Happy Friday is only 2 days away day.