As someone who left the field (admittedly bijzondere jeugdzorg, not gehandicaptenzorg) just under 4 years ago, I can’t say I am surprised.
You work dog hours and get treated like one most days too. You rarely if ever get appreciation for all the hard work you put in.
And to top it all off you get confronted with a bunch of fucked up stuff you wouldn’t realize actually existed outside of fiction.
You guys ever just at work when suddenly a fight errupts and someone yanks a leg from a bed, rusty nail included, to clobber someone?
You ever been threatened with a knife over a tomato?
You ever almost got thrown out of a 2nd story window because you told someone to get out of bed and go to school?
You ever got confronted with teens prosituting themselves to adults?
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As someone who left the field (admittedly bijzondere jeugdzorg, not gehandicaptenzorg) just under 4 years ago, I can’t say I am surprised.
You work dog hours and get treated like one most days too. You rarely if ever get appreciation for all the hard work you put in.
And to top it all off you get confronted with a bunch of fucked up stuff you wouldn’t realize actually existed outside of fiction.
You guys ever just at work when suddenly a fight errupts and someone yanks a leg from a bed, rusty nail included, to clobber someone?
You ever been threatened with a knife over a tomato?
You ever almost got thrown out of a 2nd story window because you told someone to get out of bed and go to school?
You ever got confronted with teens prosituting themselves to adults?
You haven’t? Huh, weird.
Underwater, no one can hear you noodkreet.