Last week, I came to the decision that I needed to resign from my church job.
In the days that followed, it was obvious that this was the right move.
The atmosphere was chaotic, the supervision oppressive. I had been unable to sleep at night, waking up in physical pain, with clenched fists. I had become sick to my stomach on several occasions. There were so many pieces of information competing for space in my brain that I couldn’t focus. My practicing was affected, not to mention my ability to enjoy life.
Since I resigned, I have regained the ability to enjoy my surroundings. I can listen to music and actually hear it. I found that my soul is intact. I have protected my integrity and the integrity of my playing, and feel optimistic about the future.