I am in my Masters Program, spending one weekend a month of my life for the next three years in a classroom learning how to deal with a whole bunch of crazy shit.
I am working on Community Mental Health and sit here class after class and collect my thoughts on how I want to save the world from teen suicide...
I feel empowered and at the same time, so very small in class. I know I have power but things like classmates stories and my internship make it so hard to keep positive. I want to think the work I do will be important but there are so many issues to chew through first. Financial issues, depending too much on the system, over prescribing medications, apathy from burnout...
it just makes it seem too much to push through
too much to try for
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