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Journey of a recovering social care worker part 4: The flipside of love

I wrote a post about my forays into yoga this past week, and my first attempt in about 15 years at a run yesterday afternoon (which was as hilarious as it sounds), but hesitated before posting it as it didn’t feel like a truly authentic expression of where my heart and mind have been in the past 7 days. 899 more words


Journey of a recovering social care worker part 3: Laughing and crying

So I’ve just watched the finale of The US Office, and I’m a total mess. I wasn’t ready for the end of something that’s been such an important part of my life for the past few years. 766 more words


Journey of a recovering social care worker Part 2: Taking it slowly

I don’t know about you, but I am really terrible at waiting patiently. I generally want things done my way yesterday, if not sooner. And I can get very frustrated when things don’t go according to plan (like it taking 18 months of intensive job applications, interviews, studying and more job applications and interviews to get the new job role that I have now, away from frontline support work). 353 more words


past the cover: how having an invisible illness made me a more empathic social worker

The first time I heard a fellow social worker say, out loud, “If you come in with a coach bag and manicured nails and tell me you’re on welfare, you’re damn right I’m going to judge you,” I almost cried. 3,325 more words

Social Work

Journey of a recovering social care worker Part 1: Acknowledging loss

You don’t know how things are going to end at the beginning of something. Most new paths we take we begin with delicious excitement, trepidation, and the hope that things will work out well. 1,002 more words


Self Care

Today I wrote a psychosocial history for siblings on my caseload. The pain and loss experienced by all the different family members was heartbreaking, and all I was doing was reading and writing about it. 420 more words

#TBT: Making Meaning from the Collective Trauma of Public Violence

September 11 seems like a fitting day to reflect. Thought the incident that sparked this post occurred years ago, the feelings and concerns remain the same. 964 more words