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. I applied to graduate school with the long term goal of working in a correctional facility. A childhood friend of mine was arrested and sent to prison in August 2007. I saw him four years after his incarceration. These four years definitely took a toll on his physical appearance and his way of thinking. He is 25 and has the looks of a young person whose youth has been wasted. As I sat with him, I had high hopes of being able to laugh out loud while reminiscing about the past. However, I became upset and tears of sadness trickled down my face. He confided to me thoughts of suicide. He explained to me in prison terminology or street talk, one must never drop the soap. I sobbed as he continued to talk about his sentence. At times, his words …show more content…
I came to America at the age of 10. I vacation there often. A lot of my family members still live in Trinidad. My most recent visit was in September of 2015. A man who the community consider as “mad” burned down a local primary school. The individual with the Mental Health Illness was not penalized. The individual with The Mental Illness is known for walking around talking to himself and behaving erratically near the main streets. He is not in Treatment. My childhood has a Mental illness. He was diagnosed in the Correctional Facility. However, he is not in therapy or on any medication. Trinidad and Tobago lacks adequate Mental Health services. Mental Health issues are still taboo in many communities in Trinidad and Tobago. As a result, residents with a mental illness fail to seek help. In addition, they turn to religion for help. I would like to return to Trinidad and Tobago and assist them with implementing treatment and training programs to Mental Health professionals. Also, bring awareness to communities and address negative connotation’s associated with Mental Illness. In addition, I would like to have a private practice which helps the less fortunate in these communities who cannot afford Mental Health Services. In addition, I would be the first generation in my family to attend a doctoral program. I want to be a role model for my younger nephews and cousins. I want them to always strive for better and never settling for
Sometimes it is all I can think about. It is all I want, all I need. The feeling of euphoria it gives me is incredible. If you are wondering what I am talking about I will explain, but be warned this may not be to your liking.
This paper will discuss four potential persons I might become. I see myself most strongly becoming a Peer Specialist. The role of a Peer Specialist is very important in helping people suffering from mental illnesses to accept, educate, cope and advocate for themselves to bring down the barriers that have been a stereotypical thorn in their sides’ mainly through a social disease called discrimination. This discrimination is basically society’s lack of understanding the world of the mentally disturbed.
provide good care and treatment for the people who are suffering from a mental illness
Once released from prison, he or she is deemed a felon. Losing the right to vote, not being able to serve on a jury, and inability to enforce his or her second amendment is just a few of the disadvantages of serving time, but this is just the textbook interpretation. There is no much more that is at stake when you step foot behind bars. Once a person gains their freedom the better question to ask is what wasn’t taken form them? Their job if there was one in the first place, their children, their family, and most importantly the part of the person that made them a member of society.
I have 2 years and 11 month as a Correctional Sergeant. In that time my experiences as a correctional sergeant has been both as an area supervisor for adult and youth offender programs section, segregation and a shift supervisor. As an area supervisor I have had to handle many different inmate issues to include but not limited to the following: conducting inmate disciplinary, handling inmate grievances, inmate property, inmate classifications, and disruptive inmates. As an area supervisor I was also in charge of many officers where I had to train and develop their skills being that most of them had under a year experience. In 2015 I was hand selected by both the Associated Warden and Warden to take over segregation to clean up the problems that were occurring in segregation.
“Go to jail. Go directly to jail. Do not pass Go, do not collect $200.” It’s the most unfortunate and inconvenient rule in the book, triggering paralysis while the other players are free to use their $200 to taunt you while “just visiting” you in the slammer.
Have you ever experienced a loved one going to jail?......,Hearing the loud crash from a mile away. Not knowing what it was but in the back of my mind not caring what happened or how it happened. Until the phone rang…,police officer on the other side of the line finding out my dad has just gotten arrested. I rushed down stairs with my best friend by my side. My heart was beating outside of my chest.
I began thinking about how difficult it must be to try to function in the world with a mental disorder. As a result, I see people with a mental illness as vulnerable population that I would ideally like to help people with therapy. I found the dynamics of the human mind fascinating. Particularly, I found it exciting that the human mind is so influential in the development as well as the recovery from mental illness. Once I decided to major in Social Work, I began by taking the courses Introduction to Social Work and Social Welfare Institutions. My professor informed me that if I got my Master’s Degree in Social Work, I would be able to become a mental health therapist, as well as help vulnerable people who needed assistance with maneuvering the criminal justice system. Since Social Work as a profession is dedicated to social justice and to service and empowerment of vulnerable populations...
I’m being held in a prison on a Hawaiian island and I am here because I had committed horrible actions yesterday. In the cell there is very minimal light and it is gloomy. My cell mates, who are other foreigners, are very dismal and tired of being in here. Being in this cell feels like an endless hole of nothingness and it is swallowing me up completely to the point of no return. The clothes I am currently wearing are ripped up and very grimy with many dark stains, and I can’t believe this is happening to me.
During the first session with the client we went over the consent form and I asked them if there were any questions about it, which they had only one to make sure that it was not being show to the entire class, once answered they signed the form. I think that when I make my own form I will have a better understanding of how to explain the reason behind it and also better explain what it is form. After the form was signed I conducted and interview with the client.
Those blocks (block, block, block) in just plain gray (gray, gray, gray): the perfect surroundings to leave one's mind blank... or insane.
It was a cold, wet, sunny day in New York City. I had just gotten up and looked out the window when what did I see? I saw two policemen right outside the J & L Car Care shop examine a man outside that shop. I wondered what they were doing and what that man ever did to get policemen examine him. I mean he doesn't look like a criminal. So that's when I got up from my nice and warm bed to go ask my mom or dad about what was happening out there. I went down the cold creaky steps I stepped on the first step and started to regret not putting socks on. When I got downstairs I found out that my dad had already gone to work and my mom was nowhere to be seen. So I just went up to my sister Mariyana, and asked her what was happening out there. She replied
When thinking about what topic I should write about for this essay I had so many ideas I couldn’t decide. At first my brain went to Monarch Butterfly migration because of the animal lover in me but I didn’t really like the way it connected to the theme the more I thought about it. I also wanted to go with my uncle’s journey throughout Vietnam but that didn’t quite fit for me either. I decided to go with talking about my experience growing up with an incarcerated parent because it’s more personal and I’ve always been kind of curious on the statistics of kids who grow up with an incarcerated parent. I’ve never sat down and considered it so I thought this would be the perfect opportunity for that and to also learn more about myself in the process. It’s a topic I’m open with and I think is important to share with other people because it’s not an easy thing to go through and not everyone gets through it.
When I was a little kid I was fascinated with the way the Police Department did their duty I began playing as a Police Officer at the age of five; my first role was a Chief in the game in Criminals vs Police game a small old-fashioned theatre in my birthplace of Nacogdoches in United States, Texas was where I would spend most of my free time, and summer vacation as a juvenile.
The purpose of this would be to help raise awareness for mental health, education on how to deal with mental illnesses both interpersonally and intrapersonally, and to remove the stigmatization around mental illnesses. Throughout history mental illnesses has received a negative connotation closely tied to violence and currently this stigma is still relevant.