Maybe You’re Not Lazy. Maybe You’re Just Tired.

Today, I slept through my alarm again. I opened one eye at 7:15 a.m., then closed it because I couldn’t remember why I set it in the first place. I wasn’t rushing to a job. I didn’t have a class until 3pm. I didn’t even have breakfast plans.

Just a lazy girl, right?

That’s what I would have called myself a year ago.

But now, I’m learning to speak more gently to myself. It’s funny how you can learn anywhere and teaching isn’t always formal.

So, let me confess:
Some of my best teaching moments didn’t happen in a classroom.

You don’t need a classroom to teach.
Sometimes, all you need is a noisy living room, a hungry child, and NEPA doing backflips with the electricity.

Over the years, I’ve found myself “teaching” in places that had no whiteboard, no markers, no lesson plans — just life.

I’ve taught a neighbor’s child how to read using biscuit wrappers and church flyers.

Helped a friend figure out Canva so he could design presentation slides at work.

Explained what “Meta AI” could do to my mum like I was decoding ancient prophecy.

None of this came with a salary or a certificate. But it reminded me of this simple truth:
Teaching is everywhere. And so is learning.

We often think teaching must be formal. But the most powerful lessons I’ve shared came from being present — and being willing to help someone understand just one thing better.

Whether I am:
Breaking down how to write a personal statement,

Helping someone find their voice in a story,

Or showing someone how to build a website with coding without crying…

It’s all teaching.

So what have I learned about teaching outside the classroom?
People learn best when they feel safe. Even if the fan isn’t working and there is no table.

Teaching starts with listening. Before I open my mouth, I try to understand where the person is.

Your life is your lesson plan. Even your mistakes; especially your mistakes, are lesson tools.

Now, when someone calls me “Teacher Blessing,” it’s not just because I stand in front of a class wearing a teacher’s badge. It’s because I show up, and I try. Whether I’m paid or not.

So, maybe you are not lazy. Maybe you are just tired. From showing up. From giving too much, without realizing it.
So if all you did today was rest, or reflect, or help someone in a small way — you’re not lazy.
You’re living.
You’re teaching.
You’re healing.

And that’s enough.

Have you ever called yourself lazy when you were actually burned out?
What lessons have you taught outside the classroom?

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