I received an email from an Angela asking me to post again on this blog. Thanks for reading and prompting me to post again.
To be honest, I had completely forgotten about it. I was in a rough place when I created it (and I think I am still a little scarred) in a lot of ways. But after therapy, a move to sunny CA, and a shift to teaching private school, my life has taken a turn for the better. I look back at the previous posts and can't believe how rough it was for me back then. I also realize why so many of my colleagues were on anti-anxiety medication or anti-depressants. Fortunately, the changes I made in my life made it possible for me to move forward without the aid of medication.
So now, in an ironic twist of fate, I am teaching at an elite prep school on the west coast. A friend of mine who teaches high school Spanish referred me to a recruiting agency out here that found me a position right away at an affluent private school outside of LA. From there, I moved up to an even more exclusive school farther outside of LA. And here I am. In the last place I would ever imagine myself to be 2 years ago.
And although this school's tuition is about as high as your can expect, life here for both staff and students is RADICALLY different from the stereotypes you see in movies like School Ties or The Dead Poet's Society.
I feel really fortunate to have this job, yet I don't feel like I've won the teacher lottery or anything. It comes with its own set of unique challenges.
But the bottom line is: it is a far better place that I'm in now, than I was before.
