I’ve been having a really hard time for the last few weeks and today was a good day but I hate writing about my feelings so I’m just going to write about work.
There’s this one girl in the shelter who’s been having a really hard time, escalating over small things with staff, talking a lot about how she hates it here, etc. Today at the beginning of the shift she was in a similar place and we made a conscious decision to give her space. She did her own thing, made food, etc. for a few hours and we only interacted with her when she asked for something. Then we made dinner and she ate with us. Her mood totally switched and seemed like she was in a really positive space. We went to this creative writing workshop we do weekly that I was pretty apprehensive about and she and the other client got really into it. They both talked about how they like creative writing and put a lot of effort into the things they wrote for the exercise (which they both shared). Then we got frozen yogurt (for free because the place gave us a gift card) and talked about poop and other silly stuff. We did homework and listened to music and then at bedtime the first client really opened up to me about how she feels and what’s going on in her life. It turned around and because such a positive day and I feel positive about my role in that. I feel like I did a good job.
On another note, its weird how this job can so affect my mental well-being. After a day like this, I feel awesome and positive but after a shitty day I can feel so drained and bad about myself. I think a lot of how I see myself is wrapped up in this job, which isn’t necessarily the worst thing but is also not the healthiest.
I’m taking my respite day tomorrow and I’m hoping to have a good and restorative few days of not thinking about work and doing cool fun stuff.