Experiences with WONDERFUL Social Workers
Yesterday, I documented my story on one of the worst social workers I have ever met. There have been some real winners but she took the cake. I do not want to leave that conversation with a bad tastet in anyone’s mouth. So, now I will share my Experiences with WONDERFUL Social Workers.
I simply cannot rave enough about Carla. She was so gentle, thorough, and kind from the beginning to the very end when we closed our home. Even afterwards, I have been known to call her about things and she is still just as amazing.
This woman has a gift. I’m so thankful to her for all of her help, wisdom, and love getting us through that horrible experience. Then, she was so gentle when we moved into our next (and last) placement.
Placement #2 Social Worker
We accepted another placement in March of the following year. Honestly, we were apprehensive and very guarded. I feel, at times, I did my kids a disjustice because I lived in fear of them leaving at any moment.
Their social worker was phenomenal to work with. When she called us about this placement, she laid it all (mostly…well, what she knew) on the table. She made no demands of us, no “contact me daily with updates or else” type of things. Everytime there was a court date, I knew about it and attended. Rarely did I ever have to testify but when I did, she thoroughly prepared me.
We walked in as a united front against their perpertrator. We cried with birthmom as she lost custody. She listened to me cry when I had had enough of behaviours and didn’t know what to do. She simply listened and encouraged.
Again, I’m in awe of her amazingness. Now her supervisor was a piece of work, but you can’t control the stupidity of others.
Our mandatory classes were taught by a professor of social work from Murray State. She was precious. I’m not gonna lie, it was like watching paint dry taking these classes BUT she always brought candy.
I think the only time I struggled was not with her but the content of the class. We took our regular PS-Mapp classes, then Care Plus classes, and then Sexual Abuse classes. The first set was boring, the second set was eye opening, the third set…she just brought me chocolate and told me to eat my feelings. It was tough. For everyone, us, other couples, and Gail. Just a tough subject.
She was so accommodating to my husband’s work schedule. She went above and beyond to help us even though he could not be “in” the classroom. Gail worked with him one on one and that sacrifice is one that I appreciate.
I have so many friends in this field. Some work in schools, some in offices, some in counseling but all of the people I know are phenomenal at their jobs. It is easy to hyperfocus on the failing system and the workers who just don’t care. Yet, there are ones that do care and work so hard.
This is a very flawed system from the beginning to the end process. It is easy to come in, do a job (poorly or selfishly), and go home. The people I personally know tell me it is NOT easy, they work hard and their hard work is affected by their supervisors, judges, or the court, and they don’t leave their job at work. They always bring it home and sit with it.
Do you know how hard it is to “sit with” such trauma, abuse, and neglect? I would say I can’t imagine but I know how hard it is. It is hard whether they work with children, adults, or the elderly.
Now, that is a crap job. I know of one investigative worker who is like the person I documented about yesterday. She needs to be fired because she is not in this for the good of the children or their parents or the foster parents. She saw the bullshit, didn’t pay attention to it because she was all about numbers and removal, and ran with it. Destroying lives as she went.
However, I personally know 3 and 1 investigative officer. The officer, I adore. Him and his family are why kids begin to feel safe and loved. Another one is one that was so gentle and kind when her services were needed. So thorough. I’m so sad that she moved on to another position.
Then there are 2 that I wanted to dislike. Yet, I didn’t. See, they are the good investigative reporters who can see through the smoke of false reporting. They do their job, they are thorough, but they see through the bullshit.
They made it easy to talk to, to be honest with, to ask questions of, to help with resources. They know when they walk into a place that these are good people in extraordinary circumstances. Again, the see the false reporting and after the first report…guess what? The reporter is documented! They SEE the lies and they will not stand to see a good family drug through the mud.
We have had more good than bad experiences being involved in the system for 15 years. I’m so thankful for the good ones. Kids, adults, and the elderly deserve to have a voice that speaks clearly for them. Those accused deserve to be heard as well. Honestly, those investigators also need to sort through the false claims and the real claims in order to perserve the family unit. I mean, in court, it is pounded in your head that reunification (if a child is removed) is always number 1. The courts want the nuclear family to remain intact. They want to see the birth family succeed, get help, ask for help, heal, and so forth. That is when the case is substantiated.
Then there are the cases that are bullshit and a good worker sees that. They do their jobs gently and with class. Yet, they see the truth. There are “revenge” calls where a person is seeking revenge on a family. There are the “well meaning” calls where they think something is going on but don’t know for sure. Then there are the down right lying ones. Lastly, there are the calls that are true and someone needs to step in and intervene. Good investigative social workers can distinguish between them all.
Thank a social worker today, a counselor, an investigator…pray for them, their safety, and wisdom. Pray that the system begins to work and children who need help are helped. Those who falsely accuse answer for their choices as well.