"Bad and Better"
/Combating Anxiety in Teaching and Beyond
What if I fail? What if I’m not good enough? – What if I’m not alone?
Again, I have been away from this blog for a long time, but it has been a challenging year. The idea that the first year of teaching is difficult is self-evident and obvious to anyone in the profession. For those outside the profession, I will try to contextualize the challenge: it is like taking a new job, where the bosses have new expectations you may not be used to, you’re in charge of supervising 120 or more employees who often have poor self-control and executive functioning skills, you need to create most of the work you do each day from scratch, you need to assess every employee’s performance on a weekly basis, and then a major part of your performance evaluation depends on government-mandated tests that don’t accurately measure the entirety of what your employees know and can do. All of this means your job is certain to bleed into your nights and weekends, so you will never feel “done” for the day. Add to that that you may have moved away from your hometown, where you were born and where you’ve lived for the last 28 years, as was the case for me. And, yes, you get some time off during the summer, but that’s not a huge comfort when you’ve worked an average of 50-60 hour weeks for nine and a half months and when you need to spend a chunk of the summer preparing for the upcoming year.
Even that description feels overwhelming. To put it more succinctly, I’ll borrow a quote that is often misattributed to Mark Twain: “Describing her first day back in grade school after a long absence, a teacher said it was like trying to hold 35 corks under water at the same time.”
But, while I mean to chronicle some of my challenges, the purpose of this blog post isn’t to complain. For most of my audience, I am assuming the idea that teaching is hard, particularly in the first year, is a given. Instead, I want to talk about the part of my experience that is unusual, or, more specifically, to make it seem less unusual.
I want to talk about my first year through the two lenses: my bipolar II disorder and two books I’ve recently read. Those books were Factufulness: Ten Reasons We’re Wrong about the World by Hans Rosling and The Better Angles of Our Nature: Why Violence has Declined by Steven Pinker. While I wouldn’t say my disorder needs much of a counterweight these days, it still added different, personal context to these books that gave them new significance. Even without an anxiety disorder, our constant and effortless access to events all across the globe can reasonably lead us to see a world full of violence, indifference, cruelty, suffering, and zealotry. In other words, to borrow a quote from a 2016 op-ed by Dennis Prager, published on Townhall.com, “I cannot imagine any thinking person who does not believe the world is getting worse.” The rest of Prager’s argument and sentiment may not be widely shared, but I suspect the quote above resonates with you, at least on some level. I mean to suggest that an anxiety disorder is similar to that Prager quote, but often on a smaller scale. I by no means have an antidote for this problem, but I feel there are two important steps we can take: having (and spreading) more accurate information about the world and being more open with our own struggles, so those facing the same challenges won’t feel so alone or defective.
Before we discuss those two books, I’ll offer a brief explanation of my bipolar II disorder – at least as I have understood it in my own life and experiences. First, bipolar II doesn’t have a lot in common with the more conventional bipolar I. It still features depressive episodes, but the manic episodes manifest more as anxiety, rather than increased energy and self-confidence (which are the nicer, milder sides of bipolar I manic episodes). Bipolar II also does not operate on the sort of predictable cycles that bipolar I does. But let’s set all of those nuanced distinctions aside. For pretty much all intents and purposes, I have an anxiety disorder. These days, my bouts of depression are rare and mild. My anxiety is what made the challenges of my first year more unusual, but I am writing this blog post because I suspect it’s not as unusual as it may seem. Mental disorders are not easily or frequently discussed, and they are often misunderstood.
For my readers who don’t have an anxiety disorder or do not have a close relationship with someone who does, I will do my best to explain it. It is not just a matter of “worrying” about something. I imagine everyone reading this can picture a time in which you were really nervous or stressed about something. Maybe it was an upcoming job interview, or a presentation, or a date with someone new. Maybe you can picture how it made you feel tense. Maybe it made your muscles tight, or made you sweat. And, perhaps most significantly, it might have made your mind race with “what ifs,” making it hard to stop imagining worst-case scenarios.
An anxiety disorder is like that feeling, but one that never stops and often doesn’t have a clear event or cause attached to it, so it is hard to stop the cycle. Anxiety can make it so you never feel good enough: never prepared enough, never confident enough, never capable enough. In some people, it creates overwhelming perfectionism (something I occasionally experience). All of those feelings aren’t rooted in evidence or reason; they are rooted in “what ifs” and imagined worst case scenarios. An anxiety disorder is fundamentally irrational. I like to think of myself as a logical, thoughtful person, so I can reason through how my anxiety makes no sense, but that does nothing to stop it from coming and possibly consuming me.
One of the best and worst parts of teaching is that every day is different. Moreover, every period – even if it’s the same content – is different. That keeps things from getting too boring or monotonous, but it also creates tremendous fuel for anxiety. Unpredictability creates so much more room for new and different “what if” worries. On top of that, in the words of one of my former principals: “every day in your first year is a first: your first tenth day, your first forty-second day, and so on.” Ask any teacher what it is like to teach during December or May, and they will confirm that every new day can bring new challenges.
However, I want to reiterate that the intent of this post is not to complain. While each day brings new challenges, it can also bring new (and often unexpected) rewards. Early in my first semester, I mentioned off-hand that I have an anxiety disorder. It was really only for the purpose of modeling a topic I might write about in a narrative. I have made it a point in the past to be comfortable mentioning my anxiety disorder around my students in hopes of normalizing it, but I didn’t think much of this particular mention at the time.
Without disclosing too many details, I had a student come to me a month or two later, in the middle of one of my classes, and ask to talk to me in the hall. He was clearly distraught and told me he was struggling with an anxiety disorder that had manifested only recently and was not yet well-managed. I talked with him a bit about what works for me, including giving him a notecard I kept with me that had questions aimed at de-escalating a panic attack. I by no means fixed the hardship he was grappling with, but I hope I helped him feel less alone and less dysfunctional. By the end, he asked for a hug and went on his way. When I say teaching can be rewarding, moments like these are what I think of.
But isn’t this only temporary or hollow comfort if the world is getting worse? Aren’t both that student and I bound to face an evermore challenging and grim world? My automatic instinct, which I suspect is shared by many other people, is that of course the world is getting worse. I read the newspaper every day, and there is no shortage of things to worry about. I wonder, though, if this instinct to that leads us to believe the world is only getting worse is something akin to macrocosmic anxiety. It is difficult for me to talk myself down from my own anxiety, and it often requires some kind of evidence I can point to as a counterargument to that anxiety. For example, in worrying about whether I’m good enough to endure my second year of teaching, I can look back at my first year and tell myself that if I survived that year, so I can survive this one, too. Does that mean evidence that the world is not such a terrible place can help reduce the macrocosmic anxiety? I’d like to think so.
That brings us back to what I’ve been reading. Factfulness by Hans Rosling, and the related Gapminder Foundation maintained by his family, is aimed at demonstrating how the world has improved on virtually every front and examining why it doesn’t feel that way. In Rosling’s research and presentations, he found that when people were asked questions about the various problems that face the world, the vast majority of people overwhelmingly selected the grimmest option. Those answers are factually incorrect, and even knowledgeable people from various industries performed worse than a random 1 out of 3 chance. He calls this an “overdramatic worldview,” and it is one decidedly at odds with the statistical reality of our world today. Crucially, Rosling cautions us against overblown optimism that might lead to complacency. Instead, he describes the world as “bad and better”: many terrible problems still exist and must be confronted, but work in virtually every field and industry will be less effective if we don’t have an accurate picture of the world as it really is. Still, he reminds us that “step-by-step, year-by-year, the world is improving. Not by every single measure every single year, but as a rule.” That rule is easy to lose sight of – and, in fact, Rosling spent much of his career demonstrating exactly that – even without an anxiety disorder. However, a grim worldview is all the more compelling and seemingly self-evident through the distorted lens of an anxiety disorder. Anxiety is fundamentally illogical and is rooted in imagined worse case scenarios, but extensive data and persuasive arguments can chip away at that distorting lens.
Meanwhile, Better Angels of Our Nature by Steven Pinker takes a narrower, but much deeper, look at how the world has improved. In his extensive book, Pinker examines how violence of every type has statistically decreased over the course of human history and that “today we may be living in the most peaceable era in our species’ existence.” While that sentence alone, if true, is comforting, Pinker cautions that this shift “has not been smooth; it has not brought violence down to zero; and it is not guaranteed to continue.” This is not unlike Rosling’s description of the world as “bad and better.” This statistical decline should not lull us into complacency, particularly when many of the causes Pinker points to (the “civilizing process” of social norms, international cooperation, empathy towards others, etc.) seem to be losing popularity in the public discourses of the United States and beyond. However, this book, like Factfulness, can be evidence against a worldview filtered through the lens of anxiety. If other people are like me and require evidence to diffuse the chain of “what ifs,” then these books may be of particular value. If nothing else, it has been enlightening, comforting, and all the more fascinating to read these as someone who tries to base his beliefs on evidence and as someone who tries to combat his fundamentally irrational anxiety disorder with contrary evidence.
None of what I’ve said above is a recipe for fixing our society’s macrocosmic anxiety or the microcosmic manifestations that are the anxiety disorders affecting myself and some of my students. However, I think a path forward in this arena is simpler than it may seem. Sharing with my students that I have an anxiety disorder was largely an accident the first time, but it has been a purposeful choice ever since I saw how it helped one of my students. Not everyone has an anxiety disorder, thankfully, but we all have struggles and challenges. I don’t mean to suggest we bare every wound and every hurt in the middle of our classrooms, but instead only to tell our students that they are not alone in their pain and their difficulties. I hope to see us bare what we can manage, and what is appropriate to our circumstances, in an effort to foster more empathy and break down barriers of loneliness. Of course, if we stack our individual struggles next to one another, they may not be objectively equal, but that sort of comparison is not a path to empathy. In the words of Ash Beckham, “Hard is not relative. Hard is hard….There is no harder, there is just hard.” It is important that our students know they are not the only ones struggling to deal with something hard. All the better if they can know that they are not the only ones dealing with a specific challenge or disorder.
While they are by no means the only challenge our students face, mental health disorders still live largely in the shadows of social and self-imposed stigmas. One major factor is that they are labeled as “disorders,” admittedly even in this very blog post. They are atypical, often not readily understood by people who haven’t experienced it, and many can be difficult to precisely diagnose and treat. Adolescents may be particularly prone to this stigma, according to research conducted by T. Moses. In Moses’ research, nearly half felt stigmatized by family members, including forms such as “unwarranted assumptions, distrust, avoidance, pity, and gossip.” More relevant to us, as teachers, more than a third reported feeling stigmatized by their teachers, perceiving the teachers expressed “fear, dislike, avoidance, and under-estimation of their abilities.” Even those out there who have no mental disorders can still help reduce the stigma by bringing their own challenges out of the shadows, to whatever degree she or he is comfortable. Contrary evidence to the easily internalized grim view of the world will be most effective in reshaping people’s worldviews, on the large and small scales, only after the “what ifs” of anxiety have been defused.
There is no cure-all or quick fix, but greater honesty about what is hard in our own lives can be a meaningful and relatively simple step forward.
Works Cited
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Fletcher, Jenna. “What’s to Know About Bipolar II Disorder?” Medicalnewstoday, 7 September 2017. Edited by Timothy J. Legg. https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/319280.php. Accessed 26 December 2018.
Gapminder: Unveiling the Beauty of Statistic for a Fact-Based World View. Gapminder Institute, March 2018. https://www.gapminder.org. Accessed 26 December 2018.
Moses, T. “Being Treated Differently: Stigma Experiences with Family, Peers, and School Staff among Adolescents with Mental Health Disorders.” Social Science and Medicine, vol. 70, no. 7, 2010, pp. 985-993, doi: 10.1016/j.socscimed.2009.12.022. Accessed 27 December 2018.
Prager, Dennis. “The World is Getting Worse, but This Time America Won’t Save It.” Townhall, 8 March 2016. https://townhall.com/columnists/dennisprager/2016/03/08/the-world-is-getting-worse-but-this-time-america-wont-save-it-n2130079. Accessed 26 December 2018.