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Reflective Essay About Social Work

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My life has not been easy I came out the womb the oldest and became an adult rather early in life by default. I became independent by taking care of my younger brothers because momma was divorced and had to work. I’m only 3 ½ years older than my brothers but it didn’t feel like. I was taught to survive, more than thrive. I was taught to hustle, grind, and to make ends meet. The journal through the urban eastside of Detroit seemed to be a badge of honor. To proclaim the eastside represented the hard knocks life. Infested with an urban fabric of violence, drugs, and the extended family that once existed faded away. I always knew that I would be special and that there was a greater life ahead if I stayed focused.
I woke up one day and the last 15 years of my life flashed before me. I had accomplished a great education, my children were doing great, and I rolled over and looked at my husband, who was a good man and I began to sober uncontrollably. I could not understand after serving in a great church, helping so many other people for the last 25 years in various ways after surviving, domestic violence, molestation, low self-esteem, health challenges, self-destruction, self-affliction, emotional and verbal abuse, something was missing.
I managed a great career in social work, I taught some amazing courses at the collegial level, met some amazing people, and heard some of the best preachings on the planet, something was missing.

I served on the women’s ministry for 9 years, attended phenomenal women’s conferences, marriage conferences, ladies nights, retreats, created some of the best concepts for helping people, advocated for mental health, counseling hundreds of people, taught self-esteem classes and yet something is missing.
I began to ask myself a series of questions. You see I have always asked others to examine their footprints, now it was time for me. I asked myself Girl What the Hell is wrong with you? How can you feel so empty with all that you have done? The many people you have helped? After all aren’t you grateful for what God has done with your life? I mean it’s not Godly to be sad right? Your faith is not where it should be if you feel so lost and isolated right? Well, that’s what I

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