15 October 2005


I'm going to quit my job.

Yes, I have loved it.
Yes, I have made a difference.
Yes, it has changed me forever.
Yes, I know that I can still do a lot of good.
Yes, I will be a DV activist for the rest of my life.
Yes, it's taking an emotional toll.
Yes, it's giving me nightmares.
Yes, that compounds the fatigue/insomnia toxic-combo.
Yes, I'm feeling undervalued.
Yes, I'm sometimes treated like a babysitter.
Yes, I've started to resent my boss.
Yes, I'm unable to survive on this pittance of a salary.
Yes, I'm looking for a job that will pay me $10,000 more a year.
Yes, I'm looking for a job as a makeup artist.
Yes, I will keep my options open.


Beth said...

Good for you!!

Sounds like it was a really tough decision for you to make, but you have to do what is going to fulfil you AND keep you above the poverty line!

Good luck in finding a new job.

If you're prepared to relocate and forgo the make up artist part, please...have mine. I don't think I want it anymore!


nama said...

yeeeeeeessss...seriously, leah, i'm proud and happy :) good luck with your future ventures!

Em said...

Good luck with the job hunt. You're my hero.

Tiff said...

Good luck. I understand. After this sememster I think I'll be out of teaching in the innercity for awhile.

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