Ok, some of you know what type of work I do, basically I work with juveniles who are in the "system". Some days I feel like I don't actually have any positive effect on these kids. I know it's not true, I've had some make it.....
But coming into work, and within 3 minutes of getting here finding out that two were shot over the weekend, who knows if one will make it, and one tried to commit suicide two times (once slitting wrists and once slitting throat), among the many other issues that happened over the weekend is a bit disheartening.
It's Monday and I need a vacation. Swear my FH keeps me sane. I want to
. Thats all I want to do. It's been like this for a month now, kids going off the deep end, my work is keeping my head spinning. Thank god for knitting and family otherwise I'd burn out.
The frustrating thing is I LOVE my job. Just sometimes I feel like I get paid to bang my head against a wall repeatedly.