My First Day Of Class

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Walking into my first day of class, I expected nothing more than a boring lecture and simple assignments that would require little to no effort. I was under the impression that this class was only going to be a waste of my time (since I only enrolled in it to satisfy my minor), and I started the semester anticipating that my success in this course would be a cakewalk. Much to my surprise, I was introduced to a professor who displayed a passion for social work and a class full of peers who had a wide range of passions, from international adoption to addictions counseling. From then on, I was sure that my initial impression of Interviewing and Documentation was incredibly off base. I have never had difficulty speaking publicly or…show more content…
How can I fix this? Am I supposed to know the answers to every problem my clients have? These were the questions I found myself struggling to answer during the initial role-plays. I was soon taught that my job as an interviewer – clinically or otherwise – is not always to solve my clients’ problems. Oftentimes, having a safe environment to speak in freely is enough for a client to begin the process of creating an action plan. I learned it was okay if I didn’t have the answer to their problems, and that in most cases I wasn’t supposed to know the answer. Though this was incredibly difficult for me in the start, by the time the final assignment was over I felt comfortable with silence in a conversation and I was able to help someone in processing how they were feeling without jumping right into “How do we fix this?”. Since the start of the semester, I have begun to use the skills learning in this class in my own life. Most recently, I had a good friend who experienced the loss of a previous romantic partner. She expressed feelings of guilt for feeling as distraught over his death as she was, because she “wasn’t his girlfriend”. I made use of the strategies I learned in Interviewing and Documentation to aid her in knowing that she was valid in her feelings and that she was not alone in dealing with his death.
Five months ago, I would have immediately jumped to offering

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