It's something everyone experiences. And some people are better at handling it than others.
I had always thought I was one of those people who is good at handling their stress I mean, I laugh pretty easily, I'm a 'go with the flow' kind of person... but I've discovered that I'm just really REALLY good at ignoring my problems (ie: I'm good at pretending I have nothing to stress about--it's what got me through ugrad).
But when it comes to dealing with people instead of papers ignoring my stress is not really possible. Especially when the stress comes from needing to find a cheap, clean, safe place for a 16month old baby and his mother to live before the shelter closes in 5 days.
I know it's stupid and selfish, I even already know the answer but sometimes I wonder--why haven't I left yet? The oldest women who has come through our shelter was 56 and the youngest was 23 and I, I've been responsible for all of them--and their kids. And for those of you who know me, I'm barely able to be responsible for myself... and I kinda hate kids. Well, hate is a strong word, I really can't stand being around babies or young kids for long periods of time.
*sigh* Right then. Self-pity party over. 5 days. I've got some resources to look up.