Poetry by Taylor

I resigned from my job, with immediate effect. Honestly I know my limits, and as much as I loved the opportunity, the role requires a lot of emotional support and stress regulation that I don’t have just yet.

So I quit, to give myself time to heal, and time to find myself and my happiness again. What a ride it’s been and although filled with fear of what’s going to happen, I’m also feeling this weight off my shoulders that my mental health will no longer let down my employer or the students that would wait for there day with me all week only to find that I didn’t have the mental strength to walk in the doors.