One thing to be said about social work is that no two days are the same. We are expected to be so many different things to the people we support, sometimes even within the same visit. We get allocated cases where we have bare minimum levels of information and we have to play detective. We have people come through who have never been known to social services or have just relocated area so there is not really anything to go on other than the referral to us. We may get names of who is involved but nothing telling us how. So it's down to us to speak to all the relevant people, decide how to proceed, does it need a visit with everyone, a multi disciplinary meeting or do we need to try and speak to the person on their own. Sometimes we don't even know until we arrive what we are going to discover and what seemed really complicated is actually very simple and vice versa. If you add in any extra complications such as previous involvement from other local authorities you can spen...
Well the I suppose you'd call it inevitable happened. I hit burnout. It's why there hasn't been a blog for a couple of months. I did not have the brain power to think about anything more than day to day survival and to be honest even that was a struggle. When joining the profession, training, on placement and in pretty much every form of media related to Social Work you regularly hear the word burnout but it does not really describe how it actually feels so I am going to do just that. Firstly let me start by talking about the lead up to the actual time off because this was not something that had happened overnight. It is something I believe was beyond the surface for months beforehand. I had people relying on me though so I just pushed it to the back, took on extra responsibilities to distract myself and probably made it all worse if I'm being honest. I noticed months ago that I felt to be falling out of love with front line Social Work. I wasn't sure if I n...