Educators need LOVE.
The disheartened and disillusioned educator needs to be coached back to life, back to confidence, back to understanding their personality, or perhaps seeing the personality in a different light, seeing the personality in light of other opportunities out there.
Let me love you back to YOU.
I have been an educator since 1998, off and on. I’ve left for various reasons—to explore what a newly single 20-something year old could do with her life, to pursue a doctorate with hopes of returning in a leadership role, to say “expletive you” to education and some of the barriers I encountered—but fall of 2022 was the end. The end of Amy as a classroom educator or administrator or punching bag.
I thought I was going to have a stroke, heart attack, or outright die due to my profession. I was an educator.
Earlier, in spring of 2022, I had worked through five debilitating anxiety attacks where I taught. These are not what you see on TV or in movies. These are pounding headaches, burning and itching skin, twisted innards, heightened noises and light sensitivity, shortened breath due to tightened chest, and my natural response to stress– fatigue. Other than exhibiting a bit of irritability, my symptoms were not really evident.
I exited education in November. I floundered around for a bit, began to realize I still want to educate, help others grow. I established a life coaching business, but I am now awakened to the needs of broken educators... I had to go through a bit, detox, mourn, and finally get angry enough to realize I need to do something. Be their voice. Be their guide.I believe that aligning the heart, mind, and soul and learning to overcome and forgive will help educators make the right choices in their journeys.
I have also always been a firecracker. Lively, energetic, quick witted, playful, and sharp tongued. Empathic to a fault, I not only pick up on the positive and negative energies around me, but I absorb the positives and negatives around me, on the nightly news, in what I read, in the eyes of the cashier during holiday shopping chaos. Fueled by my emotions and what I know is wrong or right, I become very vocal about what needs changing or who needs protection. Often, this is the underdog or the person who cannot speak up on their own.
I think I have detoxed and mourned enough. My anger is no longer too raw to address roots of problems, toxic behaviors of leadership and educators and students and parents. I needed this journey and all those post-educator emotions to prepare myself for probably the very best use for my “spiciness”.
I have only just begun, but my vision is to create a supporting network of educators and non-educators alike, outside school systems or teacher unions, who will support and speak up for this noble profession. My support, beyond spreading the message, is to continue the support in the form of coaching. Our disillusioned, demoralized educators need the tools to align their hearts, minds, and souls, to overcome and forgive, to provide room for increased self-esteem and vision for their future.