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When a client dies it always hurts.

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Black lives matter.
Everybody reblog with your quarantine nickname. I’m malaised poptart
depressed raw pasta
Depressed chips
Hungry fig bar
Stressed slice of bread
Manic rice
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“In social work, it is not sufficient to only look at problems when working with people and systems. In addition, social work values dictate that it should be recognized that people and systems are inherently resilient and that they possess skills and capabilities that allow them to persevere-despite problems that might exist.”
— Human Behavior in the Social Environment
Finding oneself while burning out
I am not a hero,
I am the one that makes all the bad memories
A long chain of resentment
Snaking between us
I get it
But I am tied between bureaucracy and self-doubt
Too ashamed to own my story,
Too worried about money or lawsuits or success,
To be present.

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When a client tells me she's going back to her batterer
“Policy choices that advance fairness and social justice in American society do not frequently receive a fair hearing because the political system is rigged against poor oppressed, and powerless groups.”
— Bruce Jansson
“Until our world decides that every human matters, that everyone has a right to food and safety and freedom and healthcare and equality, it is the obligation of those privileged to have food and safety and freedom and healthcare and equality to fight tirelessly for those who do not.”
—L.R. Knost
Tips for the busy social worker !
1. Stay hydrated. Keep water bottle with you. Fill it up before bed so that it's ready to go in the AM.
2. Have a podcast or audiobook ready. Even if you can't take a lunch break you can play your book or podcast while catching up on documenting.
3. Carry a planner or use your phone calendar to keep up with appts and tasks.
4. Keep a few snacks in your desk incase you forget to pack breakfast or lunch (granola bars , oatmeal , nuts ).
5. No caffeine after noon. Switch to decaf coffee or decaffeinated tea so that you can get your much needed rest.
6. Work backwards if you're behind with charting . Complete the oldest notes first and work your way up to the most current .
7. Keep a running list of accomplishments , accolades, customer praises (on a post it or word doc). Add to it throughout the year. When you go for your annual review have it ready . Your boss may not remember these things OR be keeping track.
8. Prep the night before . Pick our your outfit , pack lunch , prep coffee maker. These quick tasks may allow you an extra 15 minutes to sleep in !
source - thesocialworkingwoman

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Hey I love your blog I've been following your for a while :) I'm thinking of majoring in social work is it worth it? What are some pros and cons? How do I know if it's right for me? Is it hard to find a job? Thanks in advance :)
Interesting time to ask me. My social work education was amazing. It’s not academic, but it is strenuous. I learned a lot.
Today I watched someone show bravery and accomplish her goals. It was beautiful. And what other job would every seminar or training you go to have a “calm room”, So you can go relax? Your boss should understand mental health days, and vacations. When your coworkers want to help people, and value kindness you don’t have to worry about backstabbers…as often. It’s so rewarding when it goes the way it’s supposed to. The field is diverse and there are so many different jobs and career paths.
However the pay is shit based on the amount of education. And Burn out…the struggle is real and the average length of time at a job for people in our field is two years- before they move on to a different job- maybe still in social work, maybe not. Because everyone wants to be evidence based, which is a good intention, the rules and policies are constantly changing it seems. You feel like you are fighting the world, combating clients trauma responses, fighting the system itself, and fighting for very limited resources for your clients and all the while not making enough yourself and often being yelled out by frustrated desperate clients.. The hours are long and exhausting and you have to try so hard to have anything left when you get home for your spouse, or dogs, or kids if you find sometime to have them. Some of this might be specific to working in a homeless shelter.
But on days like today, it’s worth it, because today my member cried because of how proud of herself she was- and I know that I helped her get there, that she allowed me to be a part of that. So yeah, I would do it all over again…so far.
Yeah. I still would do it again.
The thing about emo (as a musical genre and a cultural phenomenon) is, I think, that it was a response to the September 11, 2001 terror attacks and the Bush administration’s painful mishandling thereof.
No, I’m serious. My Chemical Romance was formed as a direct result of Gerard Way witnessing the towers fall. Green Day’s ‘American Idiot’ (an album that, at least as far as I can tell from having been a teenager in Canada at the time, was seminal in influencing the look and sound of emo) is all about the Bush administration - all the lyrics are about life under a democratic dystopia and many reference current events from the time - and it came out in 2004, halfway through the Bush presidency. A bunch of Linkin Park’s stuff makes reference to it also, especially their album ‘Minutes to Midnight’, where they first started moving out of the nu-metal/rap sound they’d been working with before and into a more mainstream emo-rock sound. That album came out in 2007. All of the really big bands with that kind of sound - and most of the smaller ones with more of a punk/hardcore sound but similar themes - were active in the mainstream from around 2001-2010. Many of them didn’t survive past 2009, and those that did either totally reinvented themselves (Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, MCR for the five minutes it took to produce Danger Days, Linkin Park) or became near-totally irrelevant (Paramore dropped an album sometime in the last two years; did any of you know that? And Green Day haven’t mattered since 21st Century Breakdown, which was released in 2009).
Why? Well, many of you are probably too young to remember this, but the 2001 terror attacks were what really made ‘Islamic terrorism’ a real threat in the minds of most Westerners. We’d never experienced an attack of that scale on American soil, and it was just as the internet was really becoming a mainstay in every house and my generation was getting online. As a result, it was not only a major political event, but it was hugely personal - the coverage was everywhere, in everybody’s home, all the time, and there were a lot of kids being exposed to the coverage in such a way that they often had no good way to process it. I’m not exaggerating when I say it changed the way we live. I’m Canadian and I felt this shit. Before, we could fly to America domestic, without a passport. Now? Half the draconian, ridiculous rules that hold you up at the TSA today were initiated in September and October of 2001. It was the only thing anyone could think of to do - lock down, protect your own. People were scared, on a continental scale.
And to make matters worse, George W. Bush’s government, which had to somehow respond to and take point in the response to this unprecedented event, didn’t seem to have the first foggiest clue what they were doing. This was a government that not only didn’t seem to listen to its people, not only lied blatantly to its people, but did it badly. They made hugely unpopular decisions, including starting a war in the Middle East that dragged in multiple countries and completely failed to achieve its stated goal of catching Osama bin Laden or proving that he had in his control weapons of mass destruction (the whole war was predicated on the fact that these so-called weapons of mass destruction existed, that the Bush administration had good reason to believe that they existed, were under the control of the Taliban, and were going to be used against Western targets, none of which was ever proven to be true).
So, from 2001-2009, the two (TWO) full terms of the Bush presidency, there were a whole lot of people who couldn’t vote (be they under the age of majority, like most of the emo kids I knew, or Canadians unhappily dragged along with the US’ boneheaded foreign policy decisions because we’re allies, also like most of the emo kids I knew) and therefore felt, not only scared of basically the impending end of their world in a way that they hadn’t previously had to feel, and not only angry about being clearly lied to and clumsily manipulated when the truth was obvious to anyone with eyes, but also powerless to do anything to change anything about that. And meanwhile, people kept dying in this pointless war and the president kept trying to hold together the illusion that everything was hunky-dory.
And what was popular with teenagers from about 2001-2009? Yep. Emo.
Emo as a genre was very personal, very focused on the individual (with the exception of the albums I noted above), but lyrically and musically, it fit right with the cultural atmosphere of the time. People were scared of the impending end of their world/their lives? Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge and The Black Parade. People were angry about things they felt powerless to change? From Under The Cork Tree and Decemberunderground. Emo captured what kids were feeling about trying to fit into a world that was so clearly fucked up and broken and pretending to be okay, putting on a strong face to Show The Terrorists They Didn’t Win. Emo was about stripping away the mask, exposing the messy, angry, frightened, sad, true underbelly of American society at the time, and exposing hypocrisy - in individuals as much as in politicians. The hatred of ‘preps’ and ‘posers’? Totally not just a My Immortal thing. Emo was about wearing your heart on your sleeve, about it being okay to mourn, to rage, to be afraid for your life beyond this - and to keep moving forward regardless, step by slow step.
So what changed in 2009 that made the phenomenon fade without so much as a whimper? Simple. Hope. The Audacity of Hope, to be exact.
Barack Obama won his presidency largely because young people supported him. Those were the young people who suffered through feeling helpless and powerless under Bush, who wanted things to change but felt they had no chance of making it so. Barack Obama was a chance. One of his first campaign promises was to end the Iraq war, a promise he followed through on. And even if his presidency hasn’t been perfect, it has never been the Bush administration, with the feeling that the will of the people was being entirely and quietly ignored by those in power to further their own agendas.
What I am saying, then, I guess, is that it’s time to buy stocks in Hot Topic, because whatever happens in the upcoming US presidential election, there are a lot of young people who may soon be needing black, white, and red graphic band tees and Manic Panic hair dye.
From someone who was in American high school in 2001, we were also incredibly terrified for at least the early Bush years. We were all pretty sure that the draft could possibly be reinstated and we could get sucked into the war. Some of my friends and I had plans on how best to get Don’t Ask, Don’t Telled out of the draft. We were all absolutely terrified of the prospect.
#omfg #is this why I’ve been reverting?
tbh I feel like a lot of us in our early/mid 20s who had an “emo” phase are going back (or just listening to more of) music from that part of our lives. and for the life of me I can’t figure out if it’s because we’re just at that age where we can be nostalgic for early teenager angst or if it’s because of the crushing global angst we’re all now very much aware of.
Men in Black (1997) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld
I use this scene to explain implicit bias to people. his first instinct is to assume the aliens are violent and the girl is innocent, but instead of acting on those assumptions he takes time to recognize his bias, look at the situation again, and then act.
To my white peers trying to unlearn racism
I’m from the deep south. I was fed racist ideas from birth, ideas I didn’t even know were racist. See, as a white person growing up in the 80s and 90s we are taught to love everyone, right? That we are all created equal. That we are all given equal opportunities. You think as long as you aren’t wearing a white robe and actively trying to physically hurt people of color you aren’t racist. Because that is what I was taught racism was, extreme and focused hate. Even the confederate flag has nothing to do with race, it’s history. I was taught you could not get food stamps if you were white, even though statistically there are more white people on food stamps. That’s one of a million things, most I don’t even remember but are in my brain somewhere.
Then you start learning, you recognize that the bullshit you’ve been fed isn’t true. You realize that “not seeing color” is a lie, and racist within itself. You realize that a person of color bringing up race into a conversation is necessary even if it makes YOU uncomfortable. You start examining WHY it makes you uncomfortable. You do the best you can until you know better...then you do better. It’s a lifetime journey. And you have to keep trying, learning, and listening. I’m being real honest right now. It was a process. I’m still working on it, and I’m here to remind you that it’s a lifetime. You are never finished. It’s a debrainwashing. Once your “woke”, Don’t think you don’t get sleepy again! So take some time from calling out problematic bullshit and look at yourself. I had a moment the other day, a stray thought that was buried deep in my brain placed there by my thousands of experiences, one of the thousands of microaggressions that surrounded me growing up when my brain was a sponge and you don’t realize how flawed people you love can be. I had to shake that shit out and realize it was time to check myself. What was the thing, it was assumption. My buried assumption about supervisors of color, that they were not person centered, and more authoritative than my personal style when dealing with clients. That’s not true. It comes from stereotypes of parents of color being strict and more likely to use corporal punishment, it comes from Hollywood having workers of color on tv always saying a sarcastic “mmmhmmmm” to earnest white people trying to get help. It comes from my childhood. It comes from the stuff I still need to work on. It comes from having one or two authorative supervisors of color and putting that on all supervisors of color, mainly black supervisors. That is a racist thing to do, and if I can’t admit that I won’t get better. It’s hard to admit it. But here I am, because we need to admit it! If you won’t admit it you can’t change it.
So watch yourselves. Never stop monitoring. And be honest. We live in a racist society that won’t admit it is racist. We live as white people that benefit from racism, even though we hate to admit that. And as anti-racist as you think you may be, there still might be some dregs in your brain. Keep monitoring, keep checking yourself, and don’t think because you had the benefit of an education and better recognize racism that you are now cured. It’s a lifetime disease that you must stay on top of.
Colored pencils are my new favorite medium. This drawing is based of a selfie a Facebook friend posted. I received her permission to draw it and post it.

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Long commute question
So I have an interview for a supervisor position at a dream agency…however the commute is long and I know the hours will be too. Has anyone had any experience with a long commute in social work?
The commute is only 30 miles, but I live in Boston so traffic is like, you know.
March 9, 2014 was the best day of my life. This was the day I walked down the aisle, holding hands with the beautiful woman I am going to spend the rest of my existence with. It wasn’t a legal ceremony, because we live in Texas, but it was real, all the same. I am the luckiest woman alive. We have been together for almost seven years. My family and hers were there, I never thought that would happen.
We went to New Mexico and made it legal just a few days later, but in our hearts and souls we were already married.
Also, I kept flashing my rainbow socks, in case two women getting married didn’t show my pride enough.
My five year anniversary is almost here. These pictures make me so happy. We have moved across the country, grew so much as people and as a couple, and kept our passion for each other and our love is stronger than ever.