I haven’t been writing much lately. Lols. I thought, the only up-side to having a severe mental health relapse and having to leave work and go back onto benefits is that I’ll have a lot of time to write! I thought: I can get up in the morning, spend a few hours working and then…… Continue reading I will start writing, I will start writing, I will start writing….
It’s been really long time since I’ve written regularly on Word-Press. I started a new job at the beginning of April and it’s been putting me through my paces, mentally and emotionally, and consequently I haven’t had the time or energy to focus upon anything else. I’m working for a homeless charity called St Mungo’s,…… Continue reading Update- I’m still here, haven’t been banged up yet.
It is the 30th of December and a new year looms. I am still sat, writing crappy poetry and vacillating between numerous unfinished projects. I have the main project, the one I have been working on for three years and have recently sent to my mum for beta reading and comment, as a kind of…… Continue reading Writing, thinking about writing, and de-cluttering my flat.
In learning how deeply entrenched and rigid my own ideas of support work and Social Work were, I came to accept that there are other ways of approaching these roles, and other ways to approach the task of helping a client reach independence and higher levels of resilience. I also came to accept that when…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve (part 4)
Today is the last day of my first ever contract of employment. At my age, you might be wondering- wow, you were lucky enough to find a stable, secure position which you actually enjoyed enough to stay in for what, ten years?! Well the answer to that is no- I’m 33, this has been my…… Continue reading Sunny contemplations, from the office
This series of posts explores the learning curve I have progressed through over the course of the last nine months. I’ve been working as a support worker for a homelessness charity in South West London, and I went into this position with some fairly strong ideas over how best to do the job, what it…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve (part 3)
I’ve spent the last nine months working with a great team of people. We make up a floating support team in South West London who work with people at risk of homelessness, but who are currently maintaining tenancies. Many of my colleagues have done this job for years: they were out and about helping homeless…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve (part 2)
Thirteen years ago I was diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia and hospitalised. I was assigned a social worker and a community psychiatric nurse, who then worked with me for about five years. They were part of the Early Intervention in Psychosis unit, and shouldn’t have worked with me for longer than about a year, but because…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve
Another Monday morning, and another day at work. Sounds a tad dreary, but actually so far the whole experience has been pretty good! I am enjoying the routine, and the early morning starts haven’t been too taxing either. I was worried that after many years of unemployment, these first few weeks might kill me, but…… Continue reading Monday check in; looking forward to the week ahead!
So, I am writing from work, an admission which is less an indication of my own laziness and more to do with the fact that my manager isn’t in the office and there is absolutely nothing I can do right now. There are only so many times you can ask your co–workers if there’s anything…… Continue reading Monday at work; taking a WP break..