rant followed by non rant-so sorry y’all

having worked in the insane world of behavioral health etc for a bazillion years I can feel this on a fucking spiritual level.

•people’s reactions to the words, “no, not right now, we’ll see, let’s put a pin”...”You are a fucking french fry mouth” and “I am fucking leaving, I am not doing a UA and I am calling for my plane” and “I am paying blah blah dollars-you should be waiting on me hand and foot” and the ubiquitous, “if you don’t do this ________ I will do this _______ and get you FIRED”

• I have been hit, bit, punched, scratched, and verbally assaulted. I say thanks after being called a bitch.

I will tell you what...(accidental hank hill voice) I love my career, coworkers and my various clients over the years. The folks are ill, not their best selves and I am not running a marathon here-just trying to support their process and all that shit above is the details in between.

TL;DR Behavioral Health is tough work, some days are better than others. Helping folks navigate convoluted systems to improve their quality of life-priceless. Some days I am the windshield, some days I am the bug.