When
I finally put my finger on my elemental problem with teaching, I
realized that it may be my basic problem with living as well.
I am a perfectionist and a control freak, and the lack of control
inherent when working with people is very difficult for me.
I am also incredibly sensitive, another handicap when dealing
with people. I am also
incredibly disappointed because I thought that teaching would be
something I would really enjoy and now it seemed that it will be a
struggle just to continue it throughout my time in grad school.
It felt like a "job" where I’d expected to find work
I could really feel good about. I
had no confidence in my teaching, in myself.
I was afraid and decided that I couldn’t do it anymore, so in
October of my first semester of teaching, I resigned.
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