Didn't know whether to post this on bereavement board, education board or general screw up board.
Last Nov I lost my dad to cancer. It was a dreadful time. I tried to support my mum and sort out myself as much as I could.
I had always wanted to teach and have managed to get a graduate training programme place for primary, due to start this Sept. I have told my work I'm leaving and signed the contract.
I should be happy, my friends and family are delighted for me, but I really don't want to do it anymore. I did not take the decision lightly to apply - I spent time in schools, talked to teachers, have no illusions about how responsible the job is, or how exhausting. But at the time I thought I was up to it. On reflection I think I threw myself into activity after losing my dad rather than feel what happened. Now I don't feel I'll be any good at it, I don't feel I have the stamina for the hours, and most importantly, I think I will be bad for the children. I am tearful and anxious all the time and just want to hide at home.
Please don't flame me - I know this is an awful thing to do when so many people would give their right arm for a GTP place. Teaching is not just a job, you have to really want it, or else it's not fair on the children. I hate myself for getting into this situation when the children and the school deserve the very best, and someone else who was up to the job could have taken my place. I genuinely meant no harm and it?s too late now. The only thing I can think of doing is to grit my teeth and do the year, so as not to let the school down.
At the interview they told me I had great potential but I don't see that.
I know no one can tell me what to do, perhaps if anyone has ever got themselves in a situation they can't see a way out of, that would help.