I had it recommended that I settle down. And not only by friends but both counselors. Yes I have two counselors and both are from NABS. To date, I have received the services of the coordinator – Louise B.; counselor #1 – Ann B.; counselor #2 – Mary P.; and career counselor – Mike R.; plus “the Board” which I haven’t a clue as to how many members there are! I presume they are all paid well for the service they provide. Perhaps I am to believe they volunteer their time (because they can).
The irony is that I haven’t received a single dollar. As a matter of note, if anyone has lost any momentum it would be me for having to get to all their appointments. Plus there is the fact that I am homeless and jobless (and vulnerable because of the homelessness).
The ludicrous part is that my homelessness needs to be rectified before any other counseling can be absorbed and be of any use.
This is an echo from a similar episode in my life. What happened back then was a combination of circumstances suddenly occurring concurrently. One, the office moved which created a much longer commute for me which then extended the hours of the nanny. I no longer could afford the nanny. Two, my job didn’t give any pay raises for 5 years along with very meager bonuses. Three, Bryon was now so sick that he was unable to care for the boys after school.
I was having huge challenges with Moss and the school counselor had suggested that I should reach out to Ministry of Children and Family for respite. Before the week was over I had a parade of new “counselors” inserted into our family dynamic creating an even larger demand on my time. All I really needed was some funding for a nanny. And respite – which also never came.
And that’s that. It’s how ‘the system’ works. It’s a self-serving, monolithic ‘ivory tower’ of social workers convincing themselves that they are doin’ good and making a difference in the lives of the disenfranchised. “Let them eat cake!”