Emily The Strange
Bronze Member
To start with I'd like to say that I have been lucky enough to avoid the traps of self harm for the most part but in that past have has some very worrying thoughts and have on occasion acted upon these thoughts. Nobody i work with knows my situation or has any idea that I have been struggling for years, I try to keep it all to myself.
I was asked to take part in some mandatory training last week at work which of course i was happy to do, I loved my job and the people were really nice. I work in health care and I see many things I wish I could unsee but on the most part I cope well.
I went to the seminar room ready for my training in paediatrics and expected to be throughly bored for the next few hours. The trainer waffled on few a while about things we already knew then moved on to some scenarios and asked how we would deal with each situation. The first scenario was a young girl who was pregnant and we had to take her blood. The trainer was playing the part of the girl and was doing a good job of being a surley teenager who didnt want to be there, we managed to persuade her to sit down and answer a few questions, I thought it was all going well. We asked the girl to roll up her sleeve so we could have a look and get the tests done. The trainer paused and addressed the group to explain how the girl had been self harming and had many marks and cuts on her arm. I decided I would speak up and say to the girl that no matter what has happened to her and what state her arms are in we weren't here to judge and we were just here to take her blood. The others in my group dissagreed with me and started to ask me why I would'nt ask questions about why she had done it, when had it happened, how she had done it and explained how they would have to call her mother and explain the situation to her. One of the group even said "ahhhh" in a patronising way. I started to feel very anxious and cornered and very angry at the tone one person ahhhhed. I didn't know what to say. They were all looking at me so i told them that if I was in her position I wouldnt want to be ambushed like that and that our role was to just take her blood and confidentiality would prevent us from telling others due to her age. They carried on and on and started to get really personal, asking me why I wouldnt force her to deal with it and tell her just to stop, what makes me the expert in these things. The trainer thankfully jumped in and suggested we try another scenario.
I sat there for the rest of the morning stewing on what was said, getting angry about the lack of compassion for this girl and how judgemental they all were. I have no idea what happened in the training from this point, I cant recall any of it. I felt as though I wasnt there any more. I don't understand how any of it was necessary in the first place. There was no need to dwell on her self harming or question any of it. The purpose of the training was to learn how to persade a child to do what you needed and how to deal with the guardians.
Beacuse of all that was said I failed the test at the end of the training, mostly beacause i didn't hear most of it as my mind was somewhere else. I have to repeat the training next month!
I have to face these people tomorrow and have no idea what to say to them. I can't explain to them the reasons why I would act the way I said, I wouldn't want to be on the recieving end of their judgement. I have marks on my arms from year ago, I'm not proud of them but not ashamed either so i don't cover them. So far nobody has noticed, or at least hasn't asked but now i am fearful that they will see me and treat me differently and gossip.
All this stress and anxiety from some mandatory training that by now they would have forgotten about. I don't view my work in the same positive way anymore and just dont know where to turn. My negative thoughts are more frequent now and I dread going to work.
One of the few positive things in my life has been destroyed and I don't know what to do.
I was asked to take part in some mandatory training last week at work which of course i was happy to do, I loved my job and the people were really nice. I work in health care and I see many things I wish I could unsee but on the most part I cope well.
I went to the seminar room ready for my training in paediatrics and expected to be throughly bored for the next few hours. The trainer waffled on few a while about things we already knew then moved on to some scenarios and asked how we would deal with each situation. The first scenario was a young girl who was pregnant and we had to take her blood. The trainer was playing the part of the girl and was doing a good job of being a surley teenager who didnt want to be there, we managed to persuade her to sit down and answer a few questions, I thought it was all going well. We asked the girl to roll up her sleeve so we could have a look and get the tests done. The trainer paused and addressed the group to explain how the girl had been self harming and had many marks and cuts on her arm. I decided I would speak up and say to the girl that no matter what has happened to her and what state her arms are in we weren't here to judge and we were just here to take her blood. The others in my group dissagreed with me and started to ask me why I would'nt ask questions about why she had done it, when had it happened, how she had done it and explained how they would have to call her mother and explain the situation to her. One of the group even said "ahhhh" in a patronising way. I started to feel very anxious and cornered and very angry at the tone one person ahhhhed. I didn't know what to say. They were all looking at me so i told them that if I was in her position I wouldnt want to be ambushed like that and that our role was to just take her blood and confidentiality would prevent us from telling others due to her age. They carried on and on and started to get really personal, asking me why I wouldnt force her to deal with it and tell her just to stop, what makes me the expert in these things. The trainer thankfully jumped in and suggested we try another scenario.
I sat there for the rest of the morning stewing on what was said, getting angry about the lack of compassion for this girl and how judgemental they all were. I have no idea what happened in the training from this point, I cant recall any of it. I felt as though I wasnt there any more. I don't understand how any of it was necessary in the first place. There was no need to dwell on her self harming or question any of it. The purpose of the training was to learn how to persade a child to do what you needed and how to deal with the guardians.
Beacuse of all that was said I failed the test at the end of the training, mostly beacause i didn't hear most of it as my mind was somewhere else. I have to repeat the training next month!
I have to face these people tomorrow and have no idea what to say to them. I can't explain to them the reasons why I would act the way I said, I wouldn't want to be on the recieving end of their judgement. I have marks on my arms from year ago, I'm not proud of them but not ashamed either so i don't cover them. So far nobody has noticed, or at least hasn't asked but now i am fearful that they will see me and treat me differently and gossip.
All this stress and anxiety from some mandatory training that by now they would have forgotten about. I don't view my work in the same positive way anymore and just dont know where to turn. My negative thoughts are more frequent now and I dread going to work.
One of the few positive things in my life has been destroyed and I don't know what to do.