I find it sadly interesting how at work, people believe my life has been touched by the wand of goodness and light.
Social Services. That's where I work.. My peers can't seem to get past the fact that I'm not working 2 jobs, I don't use the f-word , I have only 2 kids (neither of whom are living with me, thus leaving me free to my money on myself), and I've never been arrested and I don't like to get drunk.
Because I don't talk about my past, they assume there isn't one. They call me "princess" and "privileged" because during my marriage, my ex made a lot of money and I came out of my divorce with all the material things.
I can't talk about my past because it would shock their tender sense of human nature.
I can't tell them that I have DID - they wouldn't be able to relate to me at all, then.
I can't work 2 jobs, tho I need the income of same. DID symptoms pop out all over when I get too tired or stressed.
Only one of my daughters knows who I really am. All of my peers were lucky enough to raise their children AND none of them were raped.
I don't drink for obvious reasons and I work hard at keeping a good reputation. My peers share a history of drugs/drinking/whoring.
I see the oddity of what I'm writing (I bet you believe social workers are held to highest standards - think again). Honestly, had I known that a prerequisite for working here was lack of morals, I would have turned down the offer and the irony of it all is that they don't like me much because they are jealous. Still, that leaves me on the wrong end of things. Have I mentioned that I'm the only one in my unit who has a degree? Another reason they don't like me - they believe only the privaledged go to college.
They believe they have suffered more than anyone (they wear their sordid pasts like body armour and dare anyone to have been through any worse experiences). They believe they alone have the right to "understand" our clients because they "have been in the trenches". They believe they alone have the right to judge and sentence everything that everyone does and says, including me. Interestingly enough, tho, they are nice to me, they just don't respect my education and they try at every corner to correct my opinions, my ability and education.
The whole of it all is so -- backwards.
Jealousy is such a revealing thing.
Thanks everyone, for listening.