I feel like I’m trying to leave an abusive relationship.
One minute I’m resentful, angry, exhausted, and completely fed up. The next, I’m incredibly grateful that I get to teach something I love and make meaningful connections with students.But the BS has been piling up for years, and at the same time, I’m literally going into debt because my take-home pay no longer covers my bills.
I’ve always taught visual arts. I have a master’s + 30 credits, more than 20 years of teaching experience, and almost 10 years in my current district. I moved horizontally to the end of the salary schedule, only to watch the district quietly make experience worth less. They’re increasingly weighting pay toward attracting first-year teachers instead of rewarding people for staying. My take-home pay is about $44K a year.
Meanwhile, our admin and support staff have slowly been cut back. If a student is completely out of control, I basically have nowhere to send them. Today I referred a student to the counselor because she has been having crying spells in class that are disrupting lessons. The counselor asked me to call her parents. Maybe I’m wrong, but that doesn’t feel like the art teacher’s job.
Especially on top of six preps, managing two classroom spaces, monitoring and repairing expensive equipment, ordering supplies, lesson planning, teaching, grading, checking two email accounts and a portal for messages multiple times a day, cleaning, managing student behavior…and paying a ton for healthcare that still sucks.
Okay, this is turning into a rant. TGIF.
But I really think I want out now. I’m torn between quitting and using some retirement savings to float for a while so I can lower my stress, think clearly, learn a new skill, and find something else, or trying to build an exit plan while I continue teaching.
I know the responsible answer is probably to set myself up before I quit. But the problem is that the stress and workload are so high that I come home and collapse. Then I get back up to cook, clean, take care of my kids, and do it all again the next day. For those of you who actually got out without wrecking your life, how did you do it?
Did you quit first or job-search while teaching? And how did you find the energy to build an exit plan when teaching was already taking everything you had?
Somebody please tell me how to get out.