My take on take on social work

We nail it. We mess it up completely. We love what we do. We then day dream about working for Coles. We listen to the greats and decide we actually have no clue what Bessel Van Der Kolk is talking about. And then we do. And then we don’t. Coles? We feel compassion to our colleagues. We then judge them. We beat ourselves up. Would it be inappropriate to message that old client? God I hope she doesn’t turn up today. They didn’t show. Did I do something wrong? We think it’s our manager's fault. No it’s the system. Hmm maybe it’s me. And then we congratulate ourselves. We pathologise our clients. And then we diagnose ourselves quietly. I don’t need medication just more coffee. We think we should cut back on coffee. Or wine. Maybe both. Definitely not both! Fragmented much? Totally whole today. What am I going to have for lunch? It’s only 9:05am.