Faith in humanity : not restored


I never lost my faith in humanity so I never needed it restored.

Yes, I have seen some nastiness and met monsters in human form. But those are individual people , they are not the entire species.

I could not do what I do if I didn’t see each person and gauge who they want me to see them as and also who I see them becoming.

Cranky. I sound cranky and occasionally mean, but I am not.
Working with poor and marginalized populations has to be done with a level of joy. Joy and love and faith in people are the best shields from burning out and depression.

Yes, some cases freak me out or momentarily depress me – but my faith in humanity remains in tact and well used.

This job, and also the job of being a mother, requires me to pick my attitude and be deliberate in my perspectives.

Published by Homeless

Mommy. Social worker. Nice lady seeking to end homelessness and end poverty. FightOn

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