Hello from the Social and Emotional Work!

I'm Laura, writer, single mom, disabled because of mental illness, but also have a little job and I'm about to end my grade as Social Worker. That mythical idea of supermom that went around for the last 20 years, so idealized, that's me... but with bedhair and, at last, no more diapers! And also spend at least 2 hours weekly in an association with people with the same diagnosis as me.

I want to share here at steemit, my experiences, what I have learned that people does normally don't know. How miserable life can be when you are disabled, or have a chronic illness, but it's not that easy to see, and you have to face prejudgement, stigma, lack of understanding... and that there are tools, ways we can empower ourselves to feel better and overcome all that.

Being a social worker is not easy, it's not a bureocratic work, as some may think. It's about being out on the street, being into the pulse of the people, and not only for when things go bad, and you know how bad can things go, we are there to helpfully coach and advise you on preventing the rainy days, and have some b-plan, c-plan for those days.

Wish you could understand how wonderful is to help people, but how ungrateful is too. I hope that, instead of teaching our kids to live in a world of fear we, as parents, as I do, show them the magical words that, if said with their heart, will open them almost every door : sorry, please, thank you, "if you were so kind to..." and good morning/afternoon/evening/night.

Thanks for the chance of saying hi, and making a bit of a statement of my future posts here. My psycologist thinks I'm great writing and have many to tell so... who am I to say no? University is not that cheap, no matter you don't have to pay for tuition being disabled! Raising a 3 years and half, saving to have enough to emancipate from parents so they can be more free, and I can have my own home... where my son and I can sing along our fav song of Moana.... You're Welcome! ;)