I became an adopter. I have two wonderful boys. I've had them for six and a half years now. In the process of becoming an adopter, I had a fantastic social worker, who really inspired me. The reason she inspired me was because of the way she got myself and my partner to look into ourselves, to look for difficult experiences from our past and really helped us to draw the insight out of those experiences. She then added muscle and meat to those by attaching theories to them that helped give us insight into how our experiences, especially of loss, would be really helpful to our future children, who will have suffered loss, because all adopted children at least have lost their first parents, apart from anything else that may have happened to them.
It was that, in that thinking process, at that moment, I realised I could potentially have that power to do something like that for other people. To protect, to help, and to draw insight. And that was the moment I realised that I wanted to be a social worker.