Teacher at an urban Title I public middle school in a large US city. I hate my job and almost everything about it. All it took was one year at this school to destroy any passion I had for teaching. I took the job because I had no other options, and I regret it. The families are garbage, the kids are horrible (not their faults, tbh...I blame systemic poverty), and the admin is useless. I can't talk to anyone about it because the other teachers there either like it because of the challenge or have just gotten used to it - but those are the old teachers (I'm 26). I'm known at work for having -the most positive attitude- but it's all an act - I'm drained, I'm demoralized, and I'm resorting to unhealthy means to deal with it all. Work gives me nightmares; I just want them to stop. I'm in too deep with student loans to get here in the first place, so I can't just quit - especially not in 2020. I want out but have nowhere to go. I'm stuck. I'm trapped. I'm in too deep. I am Sisyphus.