Sometimes when you work in the educational system or the mental health system (or in my case, both) you start to feel a little like blah blah blah broken system blah blah blah. (In case you weren’t sure: yes, that is an official feeling. I looked it up.) When you’re working in a system that the media and politicians and everyone’s grandmother is describing as broken, the flaws are so in your face that talking and hearing about them can feel exhausting and ineffective. There are clients to see and students to teach. So if I’m whining in the break room about how I need more resources and time to help them, how is that helping them? You know?
Some days I have vivid fantasies about researching, developing, advocating for and implementing ideas for policy changes. In the end, someone somewhere always benefits! But even my fantasies usually exist on a small-scale. Even when I dream about change, my dreams are limited by the limitations of what feels realistic. Continue reading