Today I got offered a job at a residential treatment center for kids 6-18 with psychiatric problems. I’m probably quitting my waitressing job to work there, thank god. I’m also doing school and all the other things I do, of course.
Having been in inpatient and residential treatment multiple times as young teenager, I know how important the relationship is between the kids and the on-unit staff, and I’m really excited to be on the other side of that. This could also turn into a big girl job when I graduate, and that’s an exciting thing.
I just hope I can coordinate school, derby, Feminists for Action, the peer victim advocate team, my own health issues, and this new job into a life that actually works and has time to breathe. We’ll see.
