Monday, June 17, 2013

Moving

I'm moving over to Wordpress: http://itishabitforming.wordpress.com

I've consolidated both this blog and another blogspot I had years ago. Reason for the move is due to the possible closure of (yet another) my oldest blog community: Xanga.

Monday, December 03, 2012

Old-Fashioned

Some of the older tenets, the stand-bys, the "old-fashioned" and the "done away with" ideas need to remain. We need to bring them back in, these are ideas, facts, tenets that provide a safety net for employees; they aren't meant to just be words that decorate the employee kitchen or conference room. When the Department of Employment states that religion, politics and sexual topics aren't to be discussed at work, guess what - they are NOT to be discussed at work.

Call me up at 5:01pm on Friday; we'll grab a shot or a glass of something and talk about it later. Let's leave the office and go grab lunch, and have it out. Don't be nosy, push, dig, and root around until you get the information you want.

I don't like mentioning my faith at work. This allows me the freedom to be open to others' expressions and ideas. I'm a conservative when it comes to many things, most of all preaching; I can explain and teach, I'm not a preacher. That's not gift I have from God. I do not address faith in my clients' sessions unless they bring it up first. If I wanted to preach and teach, I would return to teaching Confirmation.

When people have begun to discuss controversial topics such as marriage, I hedge my responses. When people bring up abortion, I'm out the door. When people stuck their nose into who I voted for last month, I ignored them. So, when I complete an assignment at work on time and the reward my boss offers me is a gift card, and I turn it down; accept the declination. Who cares why I turned it down: maybe I don't like the company, maybe I had a bad experience, maybe its not my cup of tea; maybe I morally object to them. Whatever the reason is, it is solely mine and not ANY of your concern. But my boss dug, and poked and prodded, and despite the 'glare', stepping back, lowering my voice, and hedging my words, she did not read what I was all but bluntly stating. I foresee a blunt discussion during supervision; but I no prophet, either, in case you were getting any ideas and wanted to explore that as well.


Wednesday, November 07, 2012

As The Client

Sometimes I think counselors and therapists, when they seek out counseling services for themselves, can be some of the worst clients. We know the jargon, techniques, modalities, models, theories and perspectives. We know the dynamics, the transference, countertranference, and more. 

We know what our therapist will request for the intake session before they ever open their mouths. We know the importance of a termination session, and can determine for ourselves if enough work has been done to even require termination.

We know, and we know a lot.

But...

We're still human. We have our dark days, spells, and abysses. We have our good days, happy hours, and crazies.

We need new ways of looking at the modalities, techniques, theories, and interventions that we implement on you all day long. We need creativity. Sometimes we're too tired to think for ourselves after assisting you to problem-solve. Sometimes we're so tired of talking to In-Home Supportive Services voicemail boxes and start feeling useless since for every one moment we make headway the government makes 5 different blockades. Medi-Cal, Medicare, SSI, pensions, Advance Directives, grievance filings, medical clearance, home visits, family system issues; tired of children harming siblings and animals; tired of crying parents; tired of "I'm having one of those days".

Other times it's our own families. I don't know about you, but I don't know many social workers who have not come into the profession saying "I want to make the system better", "I want to prevent what I experienced", "I want to be what Mr./Ms. so-and-so was to me" or some similar expression. We're here to help and aid, assist, console, educate, etc. Sometimes we need the same.