And lately it's been pouring in a good way. Three weeks ago I didn't have a job and the bank account was down to my last few hundred. Panic had set in. I ended up in tears on the phone (again) to my ex about my feelings of fear and desperation and asking for more money. Extremely humbling and and a bit humiliating to say the least. Then things just started happening. The months of job searching and applying, pestering phone calls and networking started to pay off.
I now have a contract to teach ESL summer school in August (and a possible foot in the door for fall), programs with Parks and Rec, and a tutor position with a company. I have also started my own little tutoring company, The Kitchen Table Tutor, which now has 5 students!
My sister jokes with all the different jobs I'll be working part time 80hrs a week, but I can't complain now. :)
It might not be the dream teaching job I was hoping to have, but it's doing things I love and bringing home the bacon for my little man. I feel my independence returning and self esteem rising.
There's a light at the end of this tunnel.