I’ve been thinking about career-changing into teaching all day. Today I outed myself to one of my coworkers, and his reaction was “you know they don’t make any money, right?” Yes, I know, but I’ll take a drop of their job satisfaction any day. That seemed to shut him up, but I was left feeling like he had lost all respect for me.
So it has begun: the corporate shame spiral that it is to leave a job you are totally qualified for, you make a lot of money doing, and where you might have a future (albeit unwanted), all for another job that you might (or might not) “enjoy” better.
I have this notebook that I got at a Barnes & Noble back in 2003, in which I rant and vent, and it’s not out of blank pages yet. One of the first things I did with that book was to write a list of things I wanted to do in life. You know what one of those things was?
Not be afraid to quit my job to follow my dreams
The thing is that I don’t know what my dreams are anymore. Is it to become a teacher? Well, maybe not a lifelong hardcore full-blown DREAM, but maybe something I want to try before I just die in the same old job not having changed a thing in my life.
Can you blame me for that?
ina
PS: For the record, I am fully aware that all this “lack of respect” is coming from within me. I’ve got to come to terms with my own decision.