My journey as a social worker: The struggle is real
It all started when college graduation was inching closer and closer, and I realized, “Holy crap. I need a career!”
I have a bachelor’s degree in political science. What the heck am I gonna do with that?
Get involved in politics? Go to law school?
No worries! I have an awesome idea. I’ll go to graduate school and become a social worker!
My friends and family might be like…
But I’m all
Because I’ll be helping people, and that’s a good thing. Sure, I won’t make a lot of money. But who needs money, amirite?
So now I’m a social worker. Yippee! Let’s look for a job…
Uh…..
Awww yissss. After months of searching, I finally get a job. It’s at a mental health center. Cool.
The first week I’m like
But by week 2 I’m like
And when I get my first paycheck I’m just…
And my clients are making me feel…
But I power through it. I run my groups. I make the phone calls. I get my paperwork done.
…. And then I get more paperwork
And a client crisis to deal with…
For which I get yelled at by office staff
But I do my job because you gotta move forward! I even take some time to practice self-care
And I tell my clients some therapeutic things…
Even though they might not always listen
What can I say? That’s the life of a social worker!
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