- 8 years ago
However, the job is more than stressful. On a daily basis, I am bit, hit, spit on, and punched and need to help protect my students as they work through their own episodes of severe self-injurious behavior. Yet, if a little physical pain on me means that someday in the future, my students will deal with stress in a way that doesn’t cause them to injure themselves, I am content.
Now, it is not the ups and downs of my students’ behavior that have really started to bother me. The organization I work for has grown in size, and the quality of employee treatment has plummeted. We are currently experiencing a high turn-over rate and are constantly short-staffed, causing us to take on double case-loads at the expense of our own free time. Every single staff member is burnt-out beyond recognition, but Administration has a very obvious “Oh well, you’re replaceable” attitude. Higher-ups often use guilt trips and passive-aggressiveness to get staff to bend to their will. The pay scale is embarrassing with no sign of improvement, and if you dare take a sick-day, you’re badgered throughout the week as to “why”.
When we express our concerns to HR and Directors, they are condescending, act like nothing is wrong, and claim they will tackle these issues “later”. When we talked to them about our inability to use the restroom at any given point throughout the day because there isn’t currently enough staff to watch over all the kids in our absence, they simply responded “use your lunch break”. Excuse me, but 75% of the staff are female, with periods each month. This is just one example of how we must give up basic human rights each and every day, with little to no sympathy from those who run the organization.
When I come home from work, all I want to do is lay down and shut the world out. I have found myself loosing interest in hobbies, and snapping at my SO and other loved ones. I feel like I am trapped – my devotion to my students and the incredible bond I have with my coworkers keep me there, but I know this job is becoming unhealthy. As my Boyfriend or Best Friend and I near proposal-time, I fear I will be unable to plan a wedding, and start a family while working here.
Have any of you bees experienced this kind of burn-out and work-related depression? What did you do about it? What would you do in my shoes? I need some advice…
Thank you, kindly. Sorry for the length!