After years of this work, I've finally built the walls I needed to survive it. I don't fall apart over the hard cases anymore. But lately I catch a flatness in myself when a client is hurting, and it worries me. The boundaries that kept me alive might have also made me numb to the people I'm here for.
More people experience this than they realize.
The walls that let you survive the work may have numbed you to the people you serve.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.