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  1. Terri
    Terri February 20, 2015 at 7:23 am | | Reply

    Insightful and well put Jana 🙂

  2. Eva
    Eva February 20, 2015 at 9:18 am | | Reply

    The very fact that you care about being compassionate enough means you have all the goods – just need to give yourself more love and attention. That is a hard thing to do. That list was an eye opener!

  3. Kathleen O'Donnell
    Kathleen O'Donnell February 20, 2015 at 12:12 pm | | Reply

    Indeed, compassion starts within, and at home. If you’re compassionate to the point of fatigue…it might be something else altogether. Great post.

  4. Considerer
    Considerer February 20, 2015 at 2:08 pm | | Reply

    I can understand compassionate to the point of overwhelmed. And compassionate to the point of callousness in order to protect yourself. But some of the things on that list go far deeper and more destructive than this.

    You are in an intensely demanding job, Jana, and I know from observation how people treat you as a means to an end, or a frustrating barrier. That’s one hell of an attitude to be pitched against, day in and day out. I meet many, many people who work in administrative roles in doctor’s surgeries, and even the best of them have their off days. The worst of them are snappish and sharp and refuse to acknowledge that you even EXIST until they’re quite ready. And it’s probably because they’re all out of resources.

    Don’t let yourself get to that point, my friend.

  5. jaklumen
    jaklumen February 23, 2015 at 12:16 am | | Reply

    “I wonder if Compassion Fatigue is not just limited to those in the healthcare industry – what about those who are long-term home caregivers for elderly parents or disabled family members?”

    It’s not– I understand you may be asking rhetorically, but, I reaffirm this rhetoric, by saying that “non-professional” caregivers are fatigued, even burned out. Have you met my wife, Cimmorene (@wavemistress)? She cried when a social worker (connected to CPS) told her she had a right to be angry about looking after my needs (I’m slowly rebounding after ANOTHER back surgery) as well as the children.

    I’m living at least three or four GENERATIONS of this compassion fatigue. Full-on on my father’s side to my paternal grandmother, and pretty solid on my mother’s side, to my maternal grandmother. And I’ve seen a good chunk of it, with my own eyes.

    It’s part of the ugly family dysfunction I’ve written about. No doubt in my mind. In the extreme, it breeds co-dependency, which is the dance partner of addiction. I haven’t seen too much addiction in my family, but I sure have seen the co-dependency.

    Haven’t seen you in a while, Jana. Drop me a Tweet when you have time and energy.

  6. Quirky Chrissy
    Quirky Chrissy February 23, 2015 at 12:50 pm | | Reply

    Brilliantly spoken. “It’s like they tell you on airplanes – if the oxygen masks come down, put yours on first and then you can assist others.” I love that analogy. I am loving all of this compassion all over the internet.

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