I had been there two years, after making my start at another district straight out of college. I was in charge of 5 English classes, homecoming festivities, prom, a student teacher, school pictures, and yearbook this last school year. To say I was stressed beyond max would be an understatement. Yearbook was a learning curve and I didn't get to pick the group of students in the class (the previous teacher did), so my editors quit halfway throughout the year to co-op and many of my students had zero work ethic. Prom was placed solely on my shoulders in the midst of the busiest part of yearbook season because the 1st-year teacher that was supposed to be doing half of the work with me wouldn't take initiative and the other tenured junior sponsors didn't lift a finger. I pretty much, aside from receipting t-shirt orders, did it all. Many days I got there hours early and didn't leave until 3-4 hours after school was over and the parking lot was empty. Then, I was gifted a student teacher, whom I loved, in the midst of yearbook/prom season and I felt like I was barely hanging on at this point, and wasn't able to show this young, future educator the best of my abilities as an educator. I was not asked about having one, merely informed 2 days prior with a sheet in my mailbox. I'm not even qualified to have one yet. Trying to juggle all of this, while having to take off a few days to run school pictures and make sure every school event was being photographed, let me feeling dang near dead. To top it all off, I had several students be disrespectful toward me over the course of the year while trying to enforce cell phone rules, cursing, and my P didn't punish them. In one instance, P said "he was afraid the student would quit school" because he was a senior. This was the P's office buddy that the P would watch football reruns with that literally did so many horrible things this year - including physical violence toward another player during a basketball game - and was never once seriously reprimanded by the school. So, I had zero support from administration for discipline and no respect for everything that I was doing for the school. I cried many nights and my husband has begged me on several occasions to quit. My husband and I even spent 5 hours after school in September assembling a computer lab for Yearbook, that my husband got his work donate. I spent over 24 hours in editing time on the senior slideshow, trying to make it special for my kiddos, which the AP wanted to skip over because I had technical difficulties the day of. I about dang near killed myself for that school in so many ways. Two weeks before the last week of school, my AP came to do my final observation that was supposed to be done in February by the P. AP left me the nastiest review, calling impromptu speeches "silly" and even counted the fact that the janitors hadn't visited my room in weeks (trash was about to overflow) against me, saying my room was "messy but organized." I literally had 12/24 kids because seniors had started skipping school at this point, so I was trying to at least do things that would help them in college like speeches. Everyone was asked to fork over passwords to all technology a week prior to the end of school and the AP kept pressing me for lab passwords. I knew it was coming after that. Two weeks before the end of school and you do a 180 on my evaluations and press me for passwords? Then, I got the non-renewal letter 3 days before school was out. The P didn't offer me an explanation. Didn't say a word to me (someone from the board comes to deliver the notices) as I was being told the news, asked to sign, etc. The AP stopped me in the hall and told me it was reduction in force and they didn't know if they would be able to hire another teacher, offering to help me find another job. As I was moving out all of my belonging that day, I noticed that they removed the computers from the Yearbook lab and hid them once they delivered the news to me. I guess that's what they really cared about...the computers. A new person was hired a week later, so it was all a lie. The guy hired was mentioned by a tenured teacher as almost getting the other department position last year, but declined it. I can't help feeling like this was premeditated. I was told by co-workers that I needed to go somewhere that appreciated my creativity and my willingness to take on things at the school. That tells me that they overloaded me and fired me for it, on top of the fact that they didn't like my modern approach to the classroom (many classes are still worksheet-oriented at that behind-the-times school). Ya'll, I have tried to place this in God's hands, but I feel like I'm failing at being patient in the storm. I worked diligently on my cover letter and resume the week after I was fired and got everything updated. I've been patient all summer. Applying to jobs. Waiting patiently. I even emailed every principal of the schools I applied at. I got two "the position is already filled" emails back and no responses after that. No interviews. I've applied to about 20 jobs. There are literally 250 open - all subjects and grade levels - in the districts within driving distance from me, if that doesn't tell ya'll how few there are. I'm starting to lose hope. I feel like I poured my heart and soul into that school, only to be tossed to the side like a piece of garbage the year before tenure. Not only that, but I am still battling my state's unemployment office for unemployment and I applied the week after school was out in May. Why do teachers get treated this way? I don't know where to even be looking if teaching this year doesn't pan out. I've been looking and all that pops up are General Manager positions and fast food positions. My teaching degree doesn't qualify me for that. Any advice would be appreciated. I feel like I'm just sitting here, trying to preoccupy myself with hobbies when I should be getting ready for the next school year, taking what I've learned over the year and applying it to my instruction.