This last week, or so has set my fibromyalgia off.
I occasionally tutor, and last week, after a few false starts, I finally got to meet the prospective pupil. We seemed to get on ok, so tutoring started on Monday of this week, although at the meeting the next day, Friday, had been agreed upon.
So after a "wild goose" chase on Friday, I finally got to tutor the pupil. The session was meant to last two hours, but after just over 55 minutes, the pupil said that they needed the bathroom. After ten minutes, I became concerned, and apparently, they'd had enough, and gone to bed.
Going on Tuesday, I did wonder if a repeat might be played out. However, not quite. I got a variation on a theme. The pupil had to be coaxed to be present in the room. They didn't engage properly, and deliberately "banged" their head as an excuse to leave the room.
I am really sorry that tutoring didn't work out, but the pupil did not want a tutor, they wanted a captive audience for their antics.
All this has caused me stress and anxiety. I have been crying for seemingly no reason. So today I rang up and cancelled the agreement. I feel sad about it, as the pupil obviously needs help and there was a glimmer of someone who could do well, if they chose to.
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