#Dinner last night was #lamp lollipops with #plantains, steamed #broccoli and a very modest #pastaprimavera. #cookeverything
#Lunch yesterday was butter poached #tilapia over a bed of greens. #cookeverything 😋
Dinner last night was #filetmignon with #sweetyam #mash and #avocado #kale salad. #cookeverything, #savemoney 😁😋
Sometimes it really bugs me that people assume that I got into this line of work because I enjoy “helping people”. I feel like it correlates strongly with society’s views of women and that traditionally even our professional careers are wrapped in this concept of “helping”. Psychiatrists are not expected to go into the field because they want to “help others”, hell, even psychologists don’t get this misconception tagged on to their occupation, but social workers, even clinical social workers or psychotherapists such as myself, must want to “help others”. Well here is my little secret: I honestly don’t give a crap about helping others, not in a altruistic way anyway. I don’t even believe that there is any true or rather pure form of altruism as every so called selfless action results in the self-serving consequence of allowing us to believe we are good people. I am working in this field because I find psychiatric illness fascinating…and I am good at it. I am certainly good enough to get paid decently for it. And thus, this profession fulfills my criteria for employment, and really, that’s all I need.