How Counseling Incarcerated Clients Helps Me Heal
My brother committed suicide because he felt totally alone. As a volunteer social worker at a jail, I can let even the most judged people know that someone cares.
Mr. Rhodes* began sobbing in front of me as we sat in “the box,” a small common room at the jail where I volunteer as a social worker. I can use the box for individual therapy sessions, but two of its walls contain floor-to-ceiling windows leaving my clients with very little privacy. Although his peers could see him, Mr. Rhodes was unashamed of his tears.
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I first met Mr. Rhodes when he approached me in the hallway after a session of the anger management class
