I have two more workdays at the boys’ school; one next week and one the week after.
Two more days that I’ll be able to say “I’m a Speech Therapist in a middle school” instead of “I’m a blogger.”
I don’t know why, but it’s hard to say. I wish it was a respected profession.
People don’t say, “Oh! What school did you go to?” or “Wow, what do you teach the students?”
They say “humph. Nice.” or “So, do you… get paid to do that?”
It’s difficult leaving a career that I went to school for 6 years to be in for something I don’t have formal education in.
I’m not just a blogger, but people don’t want to hear “Well, I am writing articles for iPhoneLife magazine in print, writing weekly and monthly for a couple of NBC owned websites, working on making my blog bigger, working with an amazing real estate team in Southern California to increase their digital presence, and helping a few other online businesses with increasing their social media exposure.”
But that’s what I am doing.
And I love it.
I feel guilty because I am so happy, I’m just struggling with the title change.
Have you ever left a professional job for a job that you loved more, even though it wasn’t as respected?