the heidi files.

the heidi files.
If you write it all down it doesnt exist...
wait it's 1984 come to life
we willingly freely and almost readily provide our most inner details served fresh and with precise amounts of truth, envy, and wrath.

I lead an interesting and full life, which I purposly complicated with a family. I make 10,000 lists, stay up too late almost everynight, love NPR and W Magazine and am a lover of beautiful people...I am a lucky girl with insightful means, watch out becasue I will surely surprise you.

"We all grow up someday, we might as well know what we want" [little women]

Friday, December 3, 2010

when do you stop feeling like a human and help like a robot?

Social work, is there is any other kind?
No matter what job you are in there is never a time when you are not connected with other people, and with people come their problems, and the universe knows we all have enough of our own without going and throwing a bag of someone else's f*cked up shit in the mix.

I never saw myself doing anything other than connecting with people.
As a child I never wanted to not help
You know how some kids are that way with animals I was and am that way with people.


The difference when you have a bad day at the office, you can walk away from the computer, or rationalize that you need a break, a snack, a time out, but with a homeless woman, or a drug addict or a lost child or a solider there is no break. Only the thought, "have I done everything I can do, presently?"- yet the digression and opportunity to walk away and separate yourself is not literally there for the taking- ,more preverbial i suppose in the fact that it is a skill that has to be taught and then learned .

"My heart cannot serve at it's highest level with out my brain functioning at it's..."

I let the tears fall, because they are human tears, they are compassionate prayers for the lost and dreary.
With time, and more and more education I will learn Robotic Tendencies and filter my heart out my work.
Still a small portion of my heart will be with every person I meet. Because it's not work, it's social work. And I have yet to meet a person who didn't breath air the same way in and out, as you and I do everyday.
I guess when I meet that robot I will turn into one as well.
http://blowyourhornhunter.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-paper.html

anxiety. in your heart. in your brain.

anxiety. in your heart. in your brain.

Art By Liz McGrath

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