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Why I do what I do:

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I am the one in many
people’s lives who provides them with their basic human needs. What others may
take for granted – washing, dressing, bathing, eating – some people are unable
to perform these tasks and they depend on me. I am the one who goes to great
lengths to maintain their privacy and dignity while helping them do things that
many others are able to do on their own. I am the one they rage at, venting
their frustration, anger, confusion and fear. I am the one who performs care,
even though doing so will often put me in the position of being physically and
verbally abused at the hands of those I care for.

I am the one who rides out the storms of my resident’s emotions right alongside
of them. I am the one who searches high and low throughout the building for a
misplaced item that one of my residents is desperately looking for. I am the
one who hears "I want to leave" from the lips of my residents
sometimes several times a night, and comforts them the best way I know how. I
am the one offering hugs and smiles in a dark and lonely world, where many
times, the staff becomes the only family a resident has. I become their source
of love, acceptance and friendship. I am the one who tries to quell loneliness
and depression in the people I care for, sometimes resorting to singing,
sometimes just acting silly to coax a smile. I am the one who makes them know
that someone still cares about them.

I am the one who listens when no one else listens. I listen as my residents
repeat stories from their past over and over again, and offer my words of
amazement or encouragement over their accomplishments and memories. I am the
one who validates them as a person, who ensures they know they still have great
worth as a human being, even though they are mentally ill and their lives have
changed, I always try to offer hope where it is needed.

This is why I do what I do. Does your job offer that satisfaction?

 

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