I'm from Ohio in the United States, but I've been living here since January 2009. My main issues are mainly student related - I feel at times like a glorified babysitter more than an educator. The students are not so terrible (I've had far worse when I taught in the US - yeesh, never doing THAT again!

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However, despite the heart I put into my lessons, demonstrating that I care about them and their learning, and trying to make the material relevant, etc., it seems they just don't care - not about the class and not about me as a person. There are times I kind of wonder to myself, "What am I even doing? Why am I here when I'm not even appreciated?"
This is my first year back in a physical classroom since 2018, when I was unceremoniously laid off after the last day of classes by the Lincoln School where I had been teaching for nearly 7 years (that was a whole other hot and dirty mess, a story for another time). Since then, I've questioned my life's choices, often playing the "what if?" game.
It's not just the fact that my entire vocational training has been as teacher, before I was barely out of high school - it's that, in spite of everything, I really don't know what else I would do.