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My journey as a social worker is deeply rooted in my own challenging experiences growing up.
I am 33 years old. From the age of eight to 18, I moved between different relatives’ houses, changing several schools along the way. This constant movement and the absence of parental love were the cause of a miserable childhood, filled with pain, hurt and rejection. During those years, I felt I had no purpose in life.
