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Hi my fellow SDNers,
I would like to warn ya'all that this is a venting thread, probably with a lot of negativity (maybe more negativity than what you can get with Black Mirror.)
Long story short, I started working as a tutor last year. I liked it at first, but felt burnout shortly about three months in. There are a lot of reasons: boss being inconsiderate, colleagues making me do all the work, students being so dependent and disorganized (like, why do you have to ask me how to solve "what number is 200 less than 1813" when I showed you how to do it 3 times? why can't you just try the method I showed you and stop forcing me to tell you the answer?), and work being too easy but tedious.
At first I told myself to stick to it. I convinced myself that I was just too stressed out by med school application, that I redirected my frustration to the innocent job. However, I had some luck this cycle and now there is no need to stress out anymore, but I still feel frustrated while working there. I am a generally likable person and I hided all my emotions at work. What pains me is that I could not let the negativity go and brought it back home. I love my family but I can tell that my unhappiness is affecting them too.
I am an amateur reader of psychology. I think I lack emotional support. It's not like my boss and colleague are helping me overcome my negativity in a slightly helpful way. Heck, my boss would just throw me into a room with ten students on the waiting list and tell anyone who walks in "go and ask mscandy!" And she gave me a very discouraging face when I asked for days off to go to interviews. Most but one colleague of mine would chat with each other or read or do whatever they like, ignoring the waiting students. Guess what, it is down to me to help them.
There was one time when I hated myself for feeling burnout. I doubted myself, and so did my family: if I can't stand working with students, how would I possibly survive interacting with patients? Luckily, I love my another job. I also found another teaching job and I love it. Volunteering with patients, oh the lovely patients, always makes me feel happy. I finally made peace with the fact that this job just doesn't tick with me, and it will never tick. I was taught to never judge other people, but now I learned not to judge myself too hard.
I am ready to quit this job and enjoy my summer.
I would like to warn ya'all that this is a venting thread, probably with a lot of negativity (maybe more negativity than what you can get with Black Mirror.)
Long story short, I started working as a tutor last year. I liked it at first, but felt burnout shortly about three months in. There are a lot of reasons: boss being inconsiderate, colleagues making me do all the work, students being so dependent and disorganized (like, why do you have to ask me how to solve "what number is 200 less than 1813" when I showed you how to do it 3 times? why can't you just try the method I showed you and stop forcing me to tell you the answer?), and work being too easy but tedious.
At first I told myself to stick to it. I convinced myself that I was just too stressed out by med school application, that I redirected my frustration to the innocent job. However, I had some luck this cycle and now there is no need to stress out anymore, but I still feel frustrated while working there. I am a generally likable person and I hided all my emotions at work. What pains me is that I could not let the negativity go and brought it back home. I love my family but I can tell that my unhappiness is affecting them too.
I am an amateur reader of psychology. I think I lack emotional support. It's not like my boss and colleague are helping me overcome my negativity in a slightly helpful way. Heck, my boss would just throw me into a room with ten students on the waiting list and tell anyone who walks in "go and ask mscandy!" And she gave me a very discouraging face when I asked for days off to go to interviews. Most but one colleague of mine would chat with each other or read or do whatever they like, ignoring the waiting students. Guess what, it is down to me to help them.
There was one time when I hated myself for feeling burnout. I doubted myself, and so did my family: if I can't stand working with students, how would I possibly survive interacting with patients? Luckily, I love my another job. I also found another teaching job and I love it. Volunteering with patients, oh the lovely patients, always makes me feel happy. I finally made peace with the fact that this job just doesn't tick with me, and it will never tick. I was taught to never judge other people, but now I learned not to judge myself too hard.
I am ready to quit this job and enjoy my summer.