If you want to become a social worker you can become one.
NOTHING was going to stop me.
I was a penniless single mum on income support. I was homeless.
I had nothing. I had a diagnosis of depression.
But I WAS qualifying as a social worker.
I did my ucas application and when I got my offer I wondered how I would ever cope with all the demands of the job. I was refused a bursary but appealed the decision and got a part payment.
I cut back on everything I didn't need. My son had enough but some days I barely ate.
I couldn't drive and would walk four miles a day to drop my son off and collect him. I had almost a two hour journey to my first year placement.
I got home at 8pm some nights. I left the house at 6am.
I failed a placement and had to redo the full 6 months all over again. I failed two modules and had to redo them too. Every single month there seemed to be something going wrong. One hurdle after the other.
I kept going.
My final placement took me a whole year just to get. I had to keep chasing the University to send my application off and I ran out of my bursary.
I had no money so had to apply for an access to
Learning fund payment and was successful. I lived on about £50 a week for my final placement.
I had an hour and a half journey to my final placement. A three hours round trip each day, looking after my son singlehandedly when I got back. No weekend to recover.
I failed my dissertation and had to do it again. It took me over four years to qualify.
When I got my qualified social worker award letter I literally fell to the floor. I ended up
With a merit.
To be honest even if I'd lost all my limbs and went bankrupt, I would have qualified.
If you really want to do something you will. Trust
Me.
If you want to do it you can.