A Wise Woman Once Said...F This S%*$# and She Lived Happily Ever After?

I dream of cracking locks, throwing my life to the wolves or the ocean rocks...This cage was once just fine... A month or so ago things at work got more fustrating than usual; (and that's making a statement) and as a result I started looking elsewhere... I started at a new school (for a good deal more money) on July 7th. I'm very happy about this! Or I suppose I will be happy about it...eventually. Right now I'm too mired in anxiey and trepidation to truly celebrate what I logically know is a major win. I've been at Prufrock Preschool for four years and, the truth is, it gave me my life back. Four years ago I was in the midst of a storm and drowning. Prufrock was like an oasis; an island in the turbulent sea I didn't believe I could reach...and now I'm leaving that island to leap into the unknown, is that crazy? It's crazy, right?? My new job (more or less the same position) feels like a giant leap forward and hopefully has less nonsense (read, no bosees whose personality depends on what day it is or borderline racist lead teachers), so what's the problem? The problem is the whole thing feels like a fever dream. I joked with people on my last day at Prufrock that I hoped I didn't accidentally show up there on Monday; I was only half teasing. A big part of me feels like my alarm is going to go off any second and I'm going to wake up to the heartbreaking reality that none of the roller-coaster ride that I've been on for the past month or so was actually real. That I'm trapped at Prufrock and might be forever, exactly as I feared. Breaking out of Shawshank wasn't easy; I've spent the last month or so moving in the shadows Charlotte Dolbre style. I interviewed on my lunch (twice). Jumped through hoops in stealthy silence. (My second favorite little sister Emily was one of the very few along for the ride). Read correspondence surreptitously on my watch (Incurring the wrath of my boss when caught). All culminating in what felt like a mad dash towards sanity. Now, I wait. Wait for the feeling that I just blew my life up to dissipate. Wait to be as happy for myself as everyone else is for me (which I am on an intellectual level). Wait to stop being terrified of this next step so I can live my best life, Shawshank free!