You are not Me

So the semester is pretty much over. I have a presentation on Thursday but that's no big deal so I'm good. It's weird not doing homework after I get out of work. I haven't had a homework break in two years! That includes the summers. Work has been going good but today one of my cases exploded and I had to really sort shit out. No one understands what it's like to do my job. I tell people I'm tired or I had a long day at work and then they are like yah me too. No you don't understand my long day could never be anything like your long day. It is my job to go into people's home and potentially remove their children at any moment. No one besides those in my field will understand what my "long" day really is or the way I feel when I know I am going to possibly remove children from their parents. Today I had to tell a mother she was incapable of caring for her children and her home was the worst possible location for them to be raised. It hurt her but it hurt me more to say it. My days will always be long but at the end of the day I still love my job. The day I come home unsure of my choices is the day the job may not be for me.