Hey everyone. It's been a while, so here's a random update on what I've been doing for the past few months.
Honestly...it's been a little rough, and I've been feeling kind of down lately. Some of you may remember a few months ago I got my practicum placement at a local domestic violence agency and I was really excited to go there. I only ended up getting even
more excited after I met with them and learned more about what I would be doing there. Then in late April, I found out that I might not be able to go there after all. Because of their grant funding, they can't take on interns or hire anyone who has a misdemeanor on their record, no matter what it is. I know I've talked a little bit on here about some of the problems my husband and I went through right after we were married--or at least I did right after I joined deviantArt, when those issues were still pretty recent and had a greater effect on my life. I won't go into all the details now because it's a
really long story, but basically my parents weren't super excited about me getting married so young, and in hindsight, sure, I'll give them that. But more importantly, my dad didn't want me marrying a Mexican man, which is obviously completely out of line. After we got married, I was kind of stuck in the middle and there was a lot of arguing on both sides. My husband and I had an argument late one night and the neighbors called the police, which resulted in them placing a no-contact order between us. We decided to move into his parents house--together--because I just couldn't go back to my parents house. Also we were young and stupid--I know that. Anyways, my parents found out we were together, called the police, they came and arrested both of us, and I ended up pleading guilty to charge of Resisting or Obstructing a Police Officer, even though I didn't actually resist or obstruct anything. I was 19 years old, I'd never been in any kind of trouble before, and I had lost my entire support system, so when they told me to plead guilty I just went with it. My husband did 3 month in jail before being turned over to Immigration and Customs Enforcement to be deported. We were able to bail him out of immigration detention and spent the next few years fighting his deportation, which sucked. During the time he was in jail, I cut ties with most of my old friends and everyone in my family except for my Grammie and Grampie, who were nothing but supporting and loving throughout the whole ordeal. Even with their help, I just became extremely depressed and basically only ever left my room to go to work. Most days I thought about killing myself.
Over the years, I've managed to heal and repair relationships with my family. My dad and I will probably never be as close as we once were, and I'm always going to wonder if he loves my children less than he loves my brothers' because they are the half-Mexican grandchildren he told me he didn't want. But I've mostly moved on and put it behind me. I'm okay. Most days, I'm even appreciative of what I went through then because it made me the person I am today, and I'm proud of that person. Those experiences are part of what made me decide to become a social worker, so I think I went through all of that for a reason. But then things happen sometimes, like the practicum assignment falling though, and it feels like my past is coming back to haunt me. It brings up all those old feelings of anger and hopelessness and abandonment from what was the lowest, darkest point of my life. It shouldn't bother me this much after all this time, but when it's still having an impact on my life, preventing me from doing something I was so looking forward to--it just really sucks.
My professors have been really kind and supportive through the whole process, even though this whole thing has made extra work for them and means that I've basically just wasted their time placing me somewhere I can't even go. The people at the domestic violence agency were really understanding and kind as well. I sat in the supervisor's office crying for like fifteen minutes when I had to go talk to her about the background check issues and she just sat there and listened and was really nice about the whole thing. So that made things a little easier. I ended up interviewing with a different agency that works with people with disabilities and will probably end up going there. I'm sure it will be great, I'll love my clients, I'll get the experience I need, etc. But working in that field honestly was not something I ever really had a strong desire to do--not like I did for working with families and children, which I would have been doing at the domestic violence agency. I'm trying to be positive about it and hopefully by the time the semester starts, I'll be more excited, but right now I'm still just trying not to be disappointed.
In other news, a different professor in the social work department hired me as a research assistant for the summer, along with 3 other students from my cohort and 3 of the students who just graduated and are now starting the Master's program. We all got assigned to an individual project to work on, most of which involve writing up actual research papers (the kind you see in academic journals) based on the research students in the social work program have done as part of the
Transforming Communities Initiative. Mine is on religious help-seeking as it relates to domestic violence. I'm not a huge fan of research stuff but it's actually been pretty interesting so far and it's definitely going to be a good thing to have to add to my application for grad school.
My husband and I are planning to take a vacation to California next month, which I'm super excited about. We're going to stay in Vegas for a couple days, maybe visit some
Fallout: New Vegas locations (because we are nerds like that), then go through La Quinta, CA where I lived as a kid/young teenager. Then we'll probably go to San Diego, LA, drive up the coast to San Fransisco, spend a couple days in each place. It should be fun. The ocean is my favorite and my husband has never seen it, so I'm excited to go with him. I'm also prepping for the release of
Renegades of PEACE...or at least I was. I kind of gave up on it the last couple of weeks because I've just been frustrated with life in general, but I need to get over myself and just get back to work. The cover and blurb are almost done and then I just have some copy-editing and formatting to do and it should be ready.