I was so excited for this job. I had so much hope, so much energy, so much drive and passion to go into a challenging situation, a failing school, and choose to be there to help the students. To be the change. To be one of those teachers that stays for years and makes an impact. I was so ready. I spent thousands of dollars on supplies and materials for my classroom. So many friends and family members contributed to our classroom through my Amazon Wishlist. It was going to be great. Not perfect, but I was all in.
And now I walk through the building and hold back tears because I hate being there. I am filled with dread all day. Even in my time off work, on the weekends, I’m struggling because the dread of going back to work is overwhelming. I have never felt this low from work before (and I’ve had many, many struggles that up until now, I had thought were “The Big Struggle”).
Sarah's Story 