To quit or not depends on your definition/perception of success I think. When I graduated from college with a degree in music therapy, I had dreams of working with MI teens in a hospital setting, but there was a recession, hospitals were laying off and even Arby's refsed to hire me. After sleeping on a couch for a year, I was offered a …
To quit or not depends on your definition/perception of success I think. When I graduated from college with a degree in music therapy, I had dreams of working with MI teens in a hospital setting, but there was a recession, hospitals were laying off and even Arby's refsed to hire me. After sleeping on a couch for a year, I was offered a job in corrections, specifically kids jail, where I used my skills to keep kids busy and avoid fights. After that, I wrote investigations for the Court for some years and interviewed hundreds of MI adults who were eventually convicted of murder, rape, robbery, etc. as well as lesser offenses. Eventually, I worked with MI adults, who sometimes needed the correctional leverage to begin to buy into changes that didn't conform to their idea of normal (yet). I was able to spend sometimes lengthy periods of time with people who wouldn't have been able to keep an appointment at a clinic and whose major problems always seemed to occur at 5 o'clock on Friday. There were literally hundreds of times I wanted to quit, was encouraged to go to law school by well meaning people and couldn't bear hearing one more trauma story, but I prayed and received strength from God to continue to work the misaion I was called to. i say all that to say I have no regrets about the career that was never my choice. Choices made with no communication with God are often doomed to fail imho.
To quit or not depends on your definition/perception of success I think. When I graduated from college with a degree in music therapy, I had dreams of working with MI teens in a hospital setting, but there was a recession, hospitals were laying off and even Arby's refsed to hire me. After sleeping on a couch for a year, I was offered a job in corrections, specifically kids jail, where I used my skills to keep kids busy and avoid fights. After that, I wrote investigations for the Court for some years and interviewed hundreds of MI adults who were eventually convicted of murder, rape, robbery, etc. as well as lesser offenses. Eventually, I worked with MI adults, who sometimes needed the correctional leverage to begin to buy into changes that didn't conform to their idea of normal (yet). I was able to spend sometimes lengthy periods of time with people who wouldn't have been able to keep an appointment at a clinic and whose major problems always seemed to occur at 5 o'clock on Friday. There were literally hundreds of times I wanted to quit, was encouraged to go to law school by well meaning people and couldn't bear hearing one more trauma story, but I prayed and received strength from God to continue to work the misaion I was called to. i say all that to say I have no regrets about the career that was never my choice. Choices made with no communication with God are often doomed to fail imho.