I Quit My Job
This week marks the third week that I officially quit my job and went into business for myself. Yeah you heard me, I went cold turkey. I went in with all the intentions of it being a regular day but somewhere between a student eating chips in class and using the floor as the garbage can for her trash and got mad when I called her out on it or the student who called me a bitch underneath her breath (she was 8th grade “bad”, not grown woman ready) as she walked out of class or maybe the straw finally broke when the class who were suppose to be playing math games on their iPads but instead they decided to have a photo shoot. Instead of yelling, begging, or blowing my whistle I calmly decided that I wasn’t going to use the end of my day to write people up and call home. Nope. I decided to write my letter of resignation, effective immediately. I had to pull a Cam Newton and silently walk out.
Why I quit?
I quit my job because I wasn’t suppose to be educator in the formal setting. Seven years ago, I entered the education field after completing my Master’s degree in journalism because I had a two-year-old at home that needed his mom to be around and constant. Not jetting setting to take interviews and bouncing from city to city trying to advance her career. I’ve always wanted to teach at the collegiate level and I needed experience so I thought teaching a few years of high school English would build my resume and begin my career at the university level. In the meantime I would have a schedule similar to my son who would be school age in a few years. I was sooo wrong! To make a long story short I convinced myself teaching was practical and made sense, which it did. However, all these years and misery later, I can honestly say I have been scared to write full-time out of fear of failure and the lack of economic instability that associated with it. As I made the decision to leave my last job, it wasn’t done lightly. As a matter of fact I wanted to leave like a week into but I talked myself of it and then I put my initial resignation in after the Thanksgiving holiday, that would give my administrators Christmas break or the time prior to that a chance to find a replacement. I let them convinced me to stay. After, being back a week and day since the Christmas break, and took a leap of faith. A leap that I dared to take because when I think about my life it’s not the first time I taken this leap but the first time I was totally aware of what I was doing.
I know you’re thinking about what about bills? Truth be told it was a struggle to pay the bills when I was making a salary because I was not getting paid my worth and I was still robbing Peter to pay Paul. So, if I might as well work for someone who values me and who will make sure that I’m paid what I’m worth, who better than myself. In regards to the bills, Paul and Peter are still here but I’m believing that I’m have these gentlemen by the name of Ulysses, Ben, and all their friends to join me on my journey to living my dreams and walking in my purpose.
Basking in peace
Since I quit my job I’ve been more at peace. I have not been as agitated at home or anywhere. Which is one thing I definitely didn’t have before. I use to dread going to work. Now I wake knowing that whatever the day brings I’ll be fine.
Becoming a better mom
I’ve said “yes” more. The following monday, after I left my job my son asked if we could stay after to school and participate in Family Fitness Night. I was about to say no but I said why not. It was nice to hold his hand and laugh as we skipped around the playground area. I remember looking at him telling him “you matter too.” It felt good not to have to rush home but live in the moment and make him smile. Or, on sunday enjoy an afternoon in the park and getting yogurt just because we can.
Expanding my writing chops
I’ve also been able to focus most of my attention on the blog and work on other writing projects I have been collaborating on. As recent as saturday, I got the offered the opportunity to now write as a contributing writer for another blog.
Walking in faith
I am doing the groundwork to make sure that my businesses are successful but most importantly resting in faith that success and failure are already part of the plan. I just got to adhere to God’s purpose and he has the rest. He didn’t reignite my passion and confidence to write and have me relocate across the country to keep an old mindset rooted in fear.
Some might say I’m crazy but stay along for the ride to see how this plays out. One day, I’m going to Dab, Nae-Nae, and Quan, it all up and down my purpose driven success.
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