Heaven help me... literally.

I try not to talk about work on here because we all know that in today's world that just a no-no. Let alone the field I'm in you just don't talk about stuff. However, I'm making an exception to the rule.

This is my 9th year to teach and I am having the worst year ever. I can't go into details but I can say my class is low and rough. :o( I come home so stressed out that I could just cry. I'm miserable. I put on a happy face and it takes everything in me to make it through the days. Weekends are so lovely but just when I'm getting happy again, Monday arrives. I'm at my wits end. It doesn't help that out of these 9 years I've had 7 different position, moved twice to a new spot after the school year has started because they just, "really needed me to" and I'm a team-player and that's what team-players do, I've had 9 different rooms and have lasted through 5 principals. I'm to the point where I want to be in a grade that I enjoy teaching (which is not my current status) for an extended period of time or I just don't think I'm going to make it. I need prayers... lots and lots of prayers. If you have them, send them stat!

***I am grateful for
1) even this shall pass
2) hope
3) patience, what little I have left
4) will power
5) persistance