I don’t know if I should quit my job or not.
I mean what the fuck do you do when you have no idea why you’re even there
or what your “colleagues” think you’re doing
and the kids’ goddamn parents don’t even have a clue what’s going on because they are so out of touch themselves
I’m not even their mom but I feel like I have to act like it because they just fall through the cracks unless I step up
Like literally these fucking kids don’t even get their fingernails cut unless I write 500 notes or do it myself because they can’t even use their Ipads with their nails that long
what
am
i
doing
i just want to bury myself in my house and never ever try to fix anything fucked up about the world ever again
and i swear if i hear one more person try to console me by saying
“hey you love those boys and that’s what matters”
i am decapitating them with a nail file
autistics of tumblr! what can i do as an ally when i can’t even trust my client’s parents to actually give a fuck??
If you can cope, my vote is t*at you s*ould stay. You do right by t*em. No one else does. If you *ave to leave, t*ey will probably remember you as one of t*e few bri**t spots in a miserable c*ild*ood. I *ope t*at consoles you some. It may not be enou** for t*em or you, but t*e people are ri**t. It does matter.
If you can cope, my vote is t*at you s*ould stay. You do right by t*em. No one else does. If you *ave to leave, t*ey...
It has to be astronomically hard but those kids need you, and need more people like you.
If you want to talk about it over IM, send me an ask and I can give you a skype name or AIM or something.
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