About three weeks ago, I started teaching again. Full time.
Yup, it happened. And way sooner than I expected it to, but it was an
opportunity I could not say no to. Even though this year was supposed to be my “adult
gap year” to take a step back from full-time teaching and explore some other
options, I was getting a little bit of an itch to get back to it and when this
current great job appeared, it wasn’t something that I could pass up.
So really quick, let’s take it back to last June when I quit my full-time teaching (and coaching) job in New York City. It had been
something I considered the previous year, but just couldn’t do because, lets be
serious, I was too scared. I was scared of the leaving something that I had
committed the past eleven years of my life to. I was scared of the financial
instability of leaving my job. I was scared I really couldn’t make a career out
of anything else because all I knew was teaching. And I was scared that I’d regret it when all was said and
done. However, sometimes in life, you have to take a big risk and this was one that I needed to do. Plain and simple, I was just burnt out. I
knew I had to quit this job to find my happiness again and I knew I wanted to
be closer to my family. I had to do it. So I did.
