by David Ethm Kwon
For either the LMSW or the LCSW, when I attained those credentials, I did not feel any more skilled or knowledgeable afterwards. All that I did for each was pay around $300 and pass an exam. That was it. I’m glad to be licensed of course as that has broadened my chances for better job opportunities and such, but other than that, I can’t really say it has been all that pertinent to how I do social work.
I wonder if my daughter should end up an only child.
I feel like the things we social workers can encourage to a person experiencing depression/anxiety is so limited these days.
I think what often gets overlooked about the problem of police brutality and racist policing in America is how these issues stem from larger ingrained societal and systemic factors. Meanwhile, I also think two things happen simultaneously that: (1) we rely on police too often for too many different things; and (2) police have too much authority and power.
I think it's easy to tell parents what to do and how they should raise their kids and whatnot. But even practicing safe sleep, which on paper is such a simple concept, I can now understand firsthand why many families feel too overwhelmed and over-burdened to do it.
The advice given in light of the coronovirus pandemic is to stay home and work from home, but who can really afford to do that?
With Elizabeth Warren having suspended her amazing campaign to be president of the United States, I reflect if I was being sexist by being a Berner instead
the Iowa caucus results were upsetting to me. these are my concerns and my takeaways.
We are measuring the wrong things. The end result is a disservice, even far as injustice to the people we are paid to assist and support.
After quitting my job as a social worker at a supportive housing site, I still often miss and think of my former clients.
What I have learned from doing social work is that society requires us to put trust in so many things and allow ourselves to be vulnerable, and most times, we just take it all for granted.
Some months ago I met someone and I discovered love and happiness. It's awesome, but it's also really scary, and reminds me of the fear that fictional character Dr. House grappled with, the fear of happiness.
Memoir of a Social Worker 