I am going to try to keep this short. When I don’t, my mind spins off in a thousand directions.
I’m not happy at my job. It’s not about the work. It’s about the people, and the management. There are many problem areas here, but for me, at this moment, it’s boiled down to one. If [...]
Archive for November, 2008
Aw, shit
Posted in work, tagged grown-up, work on November 21, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Safe Haven law
Posted in news, work, tagged abandonment, adoption, nebraska, safe haven on November 20, 2008 | 1 Comment »
So, the Nebraska Safe Haven law has been making the news in an abysmal, embarrassing way for Nebraskan officials. Check out this in the latest series of articles. This article features an adoptive mother abandoning her child in Nebraska, and I have a lot to say about that, but first, I have something to say [...]
What is the saddest thing, part whatever
Posted in Uncategorized on November 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The saddest thing is social workers who call us asking how to do their jobs. For example:
1. This family did this home study, what do I do with it?
2. Where do I pick up my paycheck?
3. I am supposed to find a family for this kid, how do I do that?
4. Can you give me [...]
My goddamn future
Posted in work, tagged my fucking future, work on November 18, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I used to have such a tunnel vision of my life. It was all so obvious and so set; overachieve in college, work as many hours as possible at a job, overachieve in law school or public policy at Harvard while working as many hours as possible, overachieve at getting a career and work maybe [...]
It never fails
Posted in abuse, recovery, tagged addiction, domestic abuse, everything is bullshit, marijuana anonymous, panic attacks, recovery, so fucking bpd on November 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Every time I get to a point where I’m thinking, yeah, I’m pretty on top of things, I’m doing good, even when bad things happen I handle them with aplomb and total health and fortune — every time this happens, I end up having panic attacks, out of fucking nowhere. I have a few theories:
1. [...]
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