Too Much at Once

A quarter of my town burned down. One of my participants at work passed away. I worry about people at work, and work in general has been really hard for me recently. Coronavirus is still going on and drastically affecting my family’s quality of life. Politics in this country are as alarming as ever…

There has been too much going on for me recently, too much to write about. I’ve sat down quite a few times to write, and it never felt right.

Right now, I don’t know how to write about my experiences at work without violating my participant’s privacy. Nor how to do it while capturing the wide vacillations of views I take on any given circumstance. Working with people who are homeless is great for forcing you into moral quandaries that you aren’t ready for. I don’t think there is anything I would have done differently, but I nonetheless feel wounded from the experience.

Burning Man didn’t happen, either.

Damn.

Anyway, for those of you who regularly read this blog, I wanted to let you all know where I’m at. I’m good, but there’s been a lot. Too much. Love to you all