I grew up in a small town and was raised by a single mom who worked very hard to support her five kids. My mom believed that asking for help or receiving assistance would make others think that she was less of a person and would look down on her. She did the best she could but could have benefitted from the help human services could have provided. I was sexually molested when I was a kid for many years. I spent years in counseling as a teenager. I was also a teen mom at sixteen. I had so much help from many different agencies in the human services field that I was able to experience a variety of different social workers.
For as far back as I can remember, I have wanted to help others and make a difference in a life. Seeing my mom struggle when she didn’t have to, experiencing abuse first hand, and being a teenage mother helped me choose this field. I chose the human service field because I feel I have a lot to give to others. I want to help others and give them the quality of life they deserve and help them see that they deserve help. I would like to be the kind of human service professional that does not judge someone before they meet them or because piece of paper says something about a person. I have been judged and treated badly and I have also had the opposite treatment from human service professionals. I feel that this field needs people who can treat others with empathy, genuineness, acceptance, and competence.
To me, being a helper means doing all you can to better someone’s situation without actually doing it for them. Many people need help in different areas: advice, information, a listening ear,
I have learned to help others through my mom, church, husband, kids, friends, and strangers. My mother was always willing to help people in need in whatever way she could. One of her favorite sayings was, “Do unto others as you would like to be done to.” I have witnessed first-hand the help that others give. When I was...
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