I'm FINALLY committing to the field of education. I tried once before ten years ago and I dropped the class because I wasn't ready for that responsibility. The desire to teach was still there but I didn't want to put in the effort just yet. Well, ten years later, I'm ready to put in the effort and... now I'm slightly freaking out. It's only 2 slash 3 weeks into the semester and I'm starting to question myself. "Did I pick the right profession? Do I really want to teach? Why did I choose this route again? Wth am I thinking?" I think I'm starting to ask these questions I barely have any experience with kids (one of my recent jobs was working with kids at a learning center. I didn't teach them anything, just helped them when they needed it. I did more data entry and office stuff than actually "tutoring."), I'm nervous, there's a lot of work I have to do this semester with all of my classes, and I'm questioning my capabilities, almost having another existential crisis. Did anyone else go through this or do I just need to wear 2 pairs of socks for my cold feet?