I left my job.
I don't work as a child welfare investigator anymore.
No more shoveling shit. No more being subjected to human bullshit. No more wondering if these mFz ads gonna kill their kids. No more mental health. No more supervisor, Admin and director.
No more extreme stress.
At least I hope...
I didn't quit.
During the last lost about stress I mentioned a move I was trying to make to which would get me out of the stressful position I was in. Eventually the transfer went through and I was gone!
Sat in a cozy desk all day watching YouTube videos and instead of worrying about all aspects of child welfare I just was in a position to prevent a certain aspect of it. Prevention wasn't bad.. Less busy. I liked it only because it wasn't investigations. I hated the fact that I had to wake up early but I never stayed late and I only did overtime when I wanted to do it. It was weird but it was better than the fuckery that I was a part of.
Sidebar.... I previously said that the job is bullshit. It is def not bullshit. The lack of Child welfare is a serious issue in this world and it seems that we're the only ones intent on stopping it. Only the task is so daunting that everyone from policy makers, to the employers, To the actual employees are having a hard time wrapping an arm, an idea, around mitigating the horrific stories you see in the news every week. In the process of trying to mitigate, they maximize what they need from each person. Their social life, their health, their time, their mental health are all subjected to this and it takes a toll. The job ain't bullshit....
Anyway... I can say that cuz i'm not mad anymore. I'm not angry. I'm not stressing. I appreciate all that the job gave to me as I receive my W2s which stated that I made 56000 bux last year... I'm scheduled to make 10000 less this year in my new position since there is no overtime.
Speaking of my new position...
Remember when I said I left investations to go to prevention.... Well that didn't last long. It probably lasted a month before I had to leave the company for good. A law enforcement agency called, and that test that I killed a few months ago, led them to believe that I was a good fit for this crime information analyst job.
Being that I went to and graduated wcu with a masters in criminal justice and I couldn't use it in investigations or prevention... I took the job.
I've been here two months and it took a while but I left and I beat down any semblance of stress left in me from when I wrote that first "Stress" post a few months ago.
I haven't felt anything close to those feelings since leaving investigations and I hope I never do. I feel sorry for those that are still there but they can probably handle it better than me. If I was still over there I could have probably done something ill that I would've regretted.
I survived.
But that comes with its own bull shit apparently...
That's for another time tho.
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