I went into teaching slightly later, age 25, having tried my hand at accountancy and a marketing role, so not without experience of other workplaces.
Very few people could have been more enthusiastic than me on entering the profession. But enthusiasm, commitment and training did not prepare me in the least for the needy children I encountered, the hostile parents, ineffectual school management and relentless workload. Behviour was terrible and soul-destroying to cope with. By the end of my NQT year I was almost at breakdown point - fantasies of crashing my car on the motorway en-route to work, even though I was getting married that summer.
Time passed and things became a bit easier, although I had to handle a major bereavement in my second year of teaching - back in my classroom two days after the funeral. There was some talk around reducing teachers' workloads and PPA time came in, which helped, although workloads were still massive at least some unnecessary stuff had been removed.
I moved schools and began to look towards promotion - this was probably the best point in my teaching career. I was still working 60 hours a week, but felt well supported and valued by colleagues and parents.
I moved house and was rapidly promoted in my new school, but then hit my seventh year of teaching and burnout hit. Change after change happened to the curriculum and there were higher and higher expectations of what pupils should achieve. I was enjoying my management role, but finding the core role of coming up with interesting and enjoyable lessons for my pupils was becoming harder and harder. The intrusion into my personal life was huge - I never had a weekend to recuperate, it always involved hours and hours at the computer on a Sunday. This lack of time had an impact on my marriage. But it was as if my imagination was exhausted, I just couldn't come up with it anymore. I would often get stress-related stomach pains throughout the school day. But throughout all this I was always putting on a positive face - pupils and parents would not have known.
To cut a long story short I left teaching after ten years when I was refused pt after maternity leave. I love my new working life and never want to go back.
I am glad I did teach, but wish that i had left years before!