I have made it no secret that I hate this town. I hated it from the moment that I moved here. It was just so small and far from my family. Last year, when I left for the summer, I wanted nothing more than to not come back. And I cried in August on my way back. But then about six months ago, something happened that changed my perspective of this town. I opened up to my friends about having depression and anxiety and about being a cutter. Confiding in my friends made me feel good. I could actually see myself living in this town because I had friends.
Now is the time for teacher job openings. I have recently been asked by several people what I plan to do next year. I actually got irritated with my parents for telling me to apply at a different school. I could not see myself leaving my friends.
Today though, something changed in me. I am not sure if it is a message from God. However, today, I could easily see myself leaving. I could almost picture another school. There are several pros and cons though. I am just not sure what to do.
- One classroom which will mean less work
- Hopefully at a new school, I will not have to do nearly every recess and teach subjects like art
- Closer to my family
- Bigger community
- Better school
- Have to make new friends
- Have to move
- Have to become familiar with a new curriculum and new students