u/Wreathlings

Hey everyone! I'm u/Wreathlings, a founding moderator of r/WreathMaking.
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I’m in kind of an ethical/professional gray area and I’m curious what other people think or suggest.
I’ve worked in substance abuse and mental health counseling for over 10 years. I have a bachelor’s degree and completed half of a master’s program (I left the program not wiling to do the year internship at 20 hours a week for free while being a single parent and needing to work full-time. It was impossible as I did try). I have the clinical experience, knowledge, and skills to do counseling work. In most roles, I’ve been able to work under supervision because billing requirements usually require someone licensed above me.

I lost my job and I was about to start a new job an hour away, and then my car got repossessed after I fell behind on payments, so now transportation is a significant barrier. I am unable to get a replacement vehicle so remote is my only option and unfortunately, the remote positions For my field all require a master’s degree. Can I fake a masters degree?

I’m not trying to indulge in self-pity, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t terrified.

what the fuck should I do?