MSW Second Year Blues

Hey, reader. (I’m kinda figuring there’s only one.)

I’m, like, super not motivated this semester. I can’t wait to get to next semester when all I have to do it applied stuff and I can show the world that I’m much better at actual interactions and super craptacular at book learnin’. I think the latter is evident.

I decided that I needed to take the entire summer off. To do what, you might ask? Jack squat. That’s what I did. I took up running. That’s pretty much the most interesting thing I did. Oh, and I went to my niece’s wedding, which was fun. And my 20 year high school reunion. I KNOW what you’re thinking, “She is way to young to have graduated 20 years ago! She must be Doogie Howser or something!” Well, that is not true. I’m not smart enough to get into med school. But I digress.

This entire blog is a major digression. My insomnia and anxiety have kicked back in, so my son’s doctor called in my meds for me. She’s awesome. Let’s talk about the classes I’m taking!

Wednesday: At-Risk Populations. This is where we talk about…populations at risk. It’ll prove to be interesting I’m sure. But, it’s only the second week of class. I’m already overwhelmed.
Advanced Group Work: Great class minus the book. Super dry. So far it’s a review of Generalist Practice 2, which is good. It’s nice to ease in to the semester without a barrage of new stuff to remember.

Thursday: Family therapy: this class is going to be a problem for me. Everybody has a dysfunctional family, right? I’m no exception. I’m sure I’ll hyper-focus on my issues and my mommy problems and all that good stuff. I think it’ll be therapeutic.
Grief, Death, and Dying: EVERBODY is all hung up on the fact that I’m taking a grief class, but I’m super excited about it. I want to work in hospice, so I need this class. Besides, we get to do art therapy. Winning.
Child Abuse and Neglect: Thursdays are red-letter days for this gal, let me tell ya. I took this because it’s an elective, admittedly. Then I found out that a couple cohorts are in there, which is awesome. The instructor is great, so I think it’ll all pan out positively.

There it is. My murderous schedule. All the reading. All the writing. All the role-play. Fun times. Pray for me.