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A job well done

Posted by: Becca on: March 10, 2009

Excerpt from work email: (Names removed)
“(Person) was just released from (psychiatric hospital) and is quite psychotic/aggressive. (Manager) felt you would be best to work with him since you are most experienced and good at what you do!”
Awesome.

If you’re lost look for the signs

Posted by: Becca on: February 25, 2009

It’s been a good night. Enchilada casserole, cake batter and wine (for me) with Nat while watching Beethoven’s 5th…just nice…
but then I get overwhelmed, tired, there are a million things to do and I just want to sleep but then I’m afraid the things will never get done…I just have good, organized, productive times followed [...]

You spin my head round…

Posted by: Becca on: February 21, 2009

So, this with work are better. A little bit. I still don’t know how the hours will work out, but the position is still a professional one, so I feel better about that aspect.
This is why I always try to keep relationship things private, because more often than not, you end up back with the [...]

We fight, we break up, we kiss we make up

Posted by: Becca on: February 19, 2009

Every relationship I’ve ever had has apparently been training ground for dealing with this job. Not the job when I’m doing work, but the back and forth up and down changes. Katy Perry’s Hot and Cold is I think about my company and not about a boyfriend.
My program manager just told me she wants to [...]

And Jill came tumbling after

Posted by: Becca on: February 19, 2009

I’m like a watched pot. I won’t boil while you watch me, and it takes a while. When someone delivers information to me that is upsetting, shocking, disappointing, etc, my initial reaction is barely a reaction. Even when something bad happens in front of me, like Natalie getting hurt. I’m not quick to panic, I [...]

Posted by: Becca on: February 18, 2009

Damnit, Damnit, Damnit!  That’s what keeps going through my head thinking about work. I am beyond frustrated. I would spout off about it now at length if I didn’t need to go. I just wanted to say: DAMN IT. Alright, I’ll be back tonight with more, I’m sure.

Make the effort

Posted by: Becca on: February 7, 2009

I want to remember everything about it. That first 10 months or so. I wonder if what happened the 11th month changed everything and then I wonder how it couldn’t. And then there was starting my “real” job at that same time. It’s hard to know what did what (graduate college, have a baby, completely [...]

Ready and willing

Posted by: Becca on: February 3, 2009

I’ve been told that I’m easy to talk to and confide in, and I’m not kidding you, today a girl I never before met talked to me for an hour on the sidewalk in front of the library. Told me why her husband is in jail right now, why he has been before, why she’s [...]

Posted by: Becca on: February 3, 2009

I’m on call for work this month which means I have an awesome pager that keeps sending flashbacks of 1999.
I went walking today and when I saw myself in the mirror right before I walked out the door, I thought, yea, that looks like me. Like old me. I used to walk almost everyday. Not [...]

Session 2 (we find what we seek)

Posted by: Becca on: January 30, 2009

I am making myself write and not go to sleep yet. I have paperwork to do too.  *sigh* Always. I’m feeling better about the job, but it’s the kind of job that permeates your life. I don’t know why I thought working in mental health would be the kind of job that didn’t.  It’s not [...]