This continues to the present day. Being the “baby” of the family, I have received unsolicited advice from my older siblings on how to handle issues with my children. By they way, they both do not have children. My parents held a powerful role over me. I depended on them for childcare when my children were younger. I also depended on them financially. Because of this, my parents deserve the upmost respect from me even when something they have said to me upsets me. I have to keep my emotions in check. In the greater society, my ethnicity, race, gender, and sexual orientation has not caused a power struggle for me. I realize being a Caucasian, straight woman in the United States carries its own power. However, I understand the power struggle other people of different races, ethnicities, and sexually orientations have and I search for ways to change it. I cannot in good conscious call this a disability, but I am left handed. Sometimes I feel a loss of power in a world that is geared towards being right handed. Finding a left-handed desk while in college was a cause of celebration fo me. When I found one, I often thought about ways I could drag it from class to class for me to use. Pens with chains attached to them are always a cause for …show more content…
I would like to be powerful to help make things better for my family, my children, and the clients I serve. There was a time when I experienced a loss of power in my professional life. I worked at the same nursing home of 15 years. There wer two other social workers I worked with there. The director and I had worked together for ten years. The other social worker was there about 5 years and the three of us worked together like a well oiled machine and I felt we were a powerful force together. My director left for maternity leave and decided she was not coming back to work after the baby was born. At the same time, there was a new administrator who hire the social services director she had previously worked with. Things went completely downhill as a result. I felt a huge loss of power. There was a great deal of tension between myself, the new director, and the administrator. I was not used to being micro-managed, or just being told to do things without a conversation or my ability to put in my input. I felt like I was constantly being belittled and harassed by these two people. I never felt like that in the 15 years I worked there. I was depressed and full of anxiety on a daily basis. There are times when I feel I did not handle the loss of power in positive way by being argumentative and pushes back, but I felt disrespected, and I did not feel I was being treated in a professional manner. This feeling of