I Am What I Am...
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Apparently, I am a social worker. It is obviously a calling I can no longer deny. Trust me, I have been fighting like hell to stay away from the profession, convinced I am first and foremost not worthy of helping other people figure out their lives, when my own is such a fucking mess. Cue the plug for all the "Unfuck Yourself" books! No, seriously, those books are EXCELLENT! I decided to go for a degree in psychology in order to work within an organizational structure to bring about changes that would reflect some greater good in society, primarily focused on private schools. Social justice issues impacting everyone need to be brought to the attention of those in elite positions so they can change the trajectory of the "isms" for future generations. Yes, yes I did sell myself with that last paragraph. It is my go to reasoning for entering I/O psychology. I convinced myself I could get a position as a diversity, inclusion, and equity director and really roll my sle...