After spending the past five years breaking my back in the education field I find myself looking backwards to my first love: writing.I did not set out in my undergraduate and graduate studies to be a teacher, but yet that was where I found myself. And even though a teacher is often seen as a fall back job, and a job for “those who can’t” I found it to be a tight rope walk all on its own, not just some job for lazy apathetic drones, as many seem to assume.
The economy is better now than it was when I first turned my back on working in the media so I am once again focusing my attentions that way. Words feel different to me, I find that I do not write the way I once did. Perhaps this is because I am no longer the voracious book worm that I once was, video content often fills my head more than the written word and even my own thoughts have changed their structure and lack the certain linguistic flow that they once did.
As someone who has struggled with anxiety and low self esteem to some degree, I often self sabotaged the connections I made and opportunities I had. But now that I am older I feel a greater strength in me to make the path I desired work once again.