tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post4573353205884487426..comments2024-03-24T16:53:02.846-07:00Comments on Five Hundred Pound Peep: My Life As a Residential Counselor {1994-1997}Five Hundred Pound Peephttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-34157824201298290462017-07-17T22:40:41.346-07:002017-07-17T22:40:41.346-07:00Wow, this is how I feel...I want to call and say t...Wow, this is how I feel...I want to call and say that I'm sick and can't do it anymore too. Too many years is Res does take a toll. You are a special person because you did not lose empathy for the clients. I wish I could say the same for myself. There are more days than normal lately where I just don't have it to give. But I am going through some depression in my personal life which can make it tough in Res. Gotta leave it at the door. You are a special one. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com