I’m drained. Spent. Exhausted. Wore out. Drained. Impoverished. I’m tiiiiiiiiired.
The cops showed up twice at my work today and Car 87 had to come as well. It’s not unusual for us having to deal with violent, high-risk, mental health clients. But we rarely have to call the cops. With my 3 years being here, I only recall having to call the cops once or twice. One time, a client who recently got her child removed by the ministry… came in with a knife and held us hostage for over 2 hours. But today, we were not physically at risk and neither was the client… hopefully, we’ll have time to debrief tomorrow and find out why the cops were called.
Though I was quite distraught at one point because this client locked herself in the bathroom and was screaming & crying, highly agitated and verbally abusive to anyone who came in her way. Rightaway, I thought about the children in the room… they should not be subjected to this sort of abuse. So, I consulted with another staff and we quickly gathered the kids up and brought them into an office… before the cops arrived. (ooh, I’m too tired to type…)
It’s been another long day.
I feel like I have nothing more to give.
12:48am.
Time to go to bed and get a quick fix of kd (Korean drama! haha)… need to do a quick recharge before another day begins… in less than 6 hours…
i pooped.
