Before I begin to share, I figured getting to know me would be a great way to start. I am almost 26. I was born into the most amazing family. I truly won the ovarian lottery. My parents have been together for 35 years, and have never not shown us what love should look like. They are very much still in love with each other and not a day goes by where we don’t see that (even when they are on each other’s last nerve). I have two older brothers who have also shown me exactly how I deserve to be treated. They are my built in best friends. I could not be more thankful that God gave me them as my family. I have lived in a small town in Northern California my whole life.
I am currently on my 4th year teaching and maybe my last. It has been my goal since I was 15 years old to become a teacher. I have my Masters Degree in Elementary Education and my Multiple Subject teaching credential. Over the last two years of teaching, I have slowly became burnt out and lost my love for it. It’s due to a mixture of things: my personal life, the pressure of assessment scores, the feeling of never doing enough, the behaviors, etc. I genuinely love building positive relationships with my students and being their safe place (they really do love me). Those relationships are the only reason I still have the motivation to keep doing this. I haven’t made up my mind just yet, but hopefully I can come to a decision within the next month or two.
I am currently the happiest I have been since I was 16. That sounds very depressing, but my life had gone in a direction I did not foresee. I got married when I was 21 to the guy I had been dating since I was 16. At the time there were some red flags, but I thought that he had the potential to mature and be better as we grew together. That was a mistake. As soon as we got married, it was like a switch had flipped. That is where my story will begin.
