When the Office Door Closes: Have I Become Desensitised, or Have I Learned to Survive?
For a long time, I worried that I had become desensitised. After many years working in supported housing, I thought perhaps something had changed in me. Maybe I had seen too much. Maybe I had heard too many heartbreaking stories. Maybe witnessing loss, addiction, trauma and crisis over and over again had slowly dulled my…
