Hello! I currently teach 7th grade at a low poverty school. I went here in 8th grade and don't remember it being this bad. I got a degree in biology in 2014, and never wanted to teach. My mom, however, has taught and worked as a curriculum writer for the city for the past 14 or so years. I graduated and worked as a tech and in a lab until I knew what I wanted to do, but this wasn't good enough, so she got me a job interview and told me I had to go because she stuck her neck out to get it for me. They offered me a job, even though I have never taken a teaching course in my life. Because I lived with her at the time and I was threatened with being disowned and getting kicked out if I didn't accept, I accepted it. The principal was new, I was new, and all other 7th grade teachers in my subject were new. SInce then, I have kids who tell me to f--- off, shut the f--- off, who tell me they hope I crash my car on the way home, who threaten me, telling me they'll "get me" or I'll be sorry I messed with them. They steal my things, scream at me when I move them for cheating and call me a racist, and stress me out terribly. They scream, there's a fight everyday, they yell about their imagined sex-capades across the room, and tell me they're going to get me fired (which they have filed false reports with the principal about). I don't sleep through the night anymore, I have panic attacks daily, I'm gaining weight, I'm short, I sit at work and just dwell on how unhappy I am. I usually hope I get in a car crash on the way to work. I've been sick with the same cold turned to sinus infection turned to cold for the past two months, I'm always sick. My hair is falling out. It's not worth it and I hate every second of it. I didn't want to teach, but took the job because of ridiculous family pressure, but thought I might like it, and now hate it. My doctor has me on different anti-depressants and anxiety meds now, and offered to write me a note for the next 2 weeks while we wait to see how they work, but I declined, because the last time I used a substitute for 2 days straight, all my drawers were opened and rummaged through, things were missing, and the room was a wreck with candy and food all over the place stuck to the tables. I have a job offer working at another doctor's office, which I would stay at until fall when I go back to college full time for a second degree in engineering. I can't take the advice "Leave, your mother loves you and will understand," because it's not like that at all. I tell her I want to quit and she tells me no, it will embarass her, and that I may as well never go back to her house or see her again. However, I am currently living with my boyfriend, and plan to stay put with him, so that's not the option. Even as I write this, they are throwing things across the room screaming. I write referrals, nothing happens. Suspensions happen, but they come back and do it again. I make phone calls, nothing. I call security when kids yell at me and circle the room for 20 minutes and go through my things but NO ONE shows up half the time. No one listens to a thing I say, I say move seats, they say no, I tell them again, and they tell me they heard me but no. The administration doesn't help, and my doctor would more than happily write a note saying I need to be let out of contract without repercussion for medical reasons. The problem is I would feel bad about making my mom mad, but life is short and I am wasting over 1% of it at a terrible, dangerous school where I hate every moment I am here. Everyone says to quit but her, and I wouldn't be surprised if I'm wheeled out of here on a stretcher the way these kids act.