I'm on my first placement of my postgrad social work. I am absolutely loving it but if I had a pound for every person that slagged social work off or warned me off it, I wouldn't have to study it in the first place.
Very few people in my life have good things to say about it. However, I've led an...interesting life...I have had my fair share of struggles, homelessness, domestic violence, addiction etc. I always knew I wanted a job helping people, and always knew I wanted to work with the really vulnerable in society.
I am 9 weeks into my placement, I had a wobble at the 2 week mark thinking I wasn't cut out for it, was going home crying about the service users I was meeting. However, I now absolutely adore it. It is a stress I have never experienced before, it's a different kind of stress, but I enjoy the stress. I've never felt so fulfilled in a position, and I know I'm still just learning so I may have a rude awakening.
I am learning boundaries, I worry about my service users after hours but am able to switch off. Prioritise me and my daughter and self care. I am learning about boundaries and how to say no. And am learning that I can't solve anyone's problems or make them do anything, only advise them.
Still, even when I explain this people say, you won't last more than a couple of years, too much paperwork, too high stress etc. and I think...is there just a calling to be a social worker? As in Some people can manage it and others simply can.
I hate to admit this, but I've never been someone overly empathetic and I wonder if this helps me forget when I get home and keep a sort of barrier up.
Any opinions? Am I just naive?