Friday was an intense day at work. I did one-on-one client sessions for the first time and it was intense. There was two noteworthy clients that I wrote in depth about in my social work journal buuut because confidentially law keeps me from writing such details on the internet. I will say that I got snapped at by an client over the age of 60. They were feisty, to say the least. And I had my first encounter with the heart breaking client that I want to give my lunch and $100 dollars and my house... Yet, had to be professional. I came home drained and hyped all at the same time.
Molly spent the weekend with me, which was really nice to have a friend here to talk to and show her around my new life here. It made me realize how much I miss my friends though.
Today was pretty uneventful at work. I did a lot of client calls and sat in on one client session. It was two girls that were friends that came in together about the same age at me. They both had a son and were homeless. It really hits me how different my life is from the clients I see. My privileged life seems so easy now. Just the luck of growing up in a nice town, with two parents, middle class, good school system, etc. I found myself thinking, if my situation were different, that could be me.
I have not started my paper that is due tomorrow so that is whats on my agenda for the evening.
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