I am now a care worker in an adult care home for people with Aspergers and autism.
I was a DV advisor for many years, and from there, housing worker for vulnerable homeless people. I genuinely had enough. Endless conveyor belt of need, more and more people flooding in, and my feelings were often that vulnerable people sometimes keep themselves vulnerable by their behaviour. I have now completely jacked that in and probably won't go back. Sick of benefits and track marks, people dying of alcohol use, there not being enough services for them and them not wanting to take up services to help themselves anyway.
NOW I go to work at 8am, go into handover, then two hourly support slots with people I really care about, who say the funniest things. We have a man with profound autism and some LD and supporting him is AMAZING. We can sometimes be injured when he gets anxious and caring for him is something I am having to learn how to do (mostly, don't over egg it, don't give him too much to process) - like others have said, the day flies by, I am not annoyed or irritated by the end of the day, there are no politics within the team and aside from not having had a break all day, I am so happy I jacked in being a support worker and exchanged it for being a care worker. I am bank rather than employed, so I can choose my hours and add extra when needed or take days off when there is a music festival.
In my spare time I am a musician. I have now got life right I think. I could have had a big career, based on where I started in London, but it meant nothing to me. I much prefer working to help other people, not business.