It’s been quite awhile since I’ve taken the time to write for enjoyment, and there’s alot of reasons for that. With the biggest being my return to graduate school after an impassioned decision to change my life and reignite dreams long set aside.
I had a list of things I had wanted to do and didn’t, for one reason or another, and becoming a therapist was one of them. With the support and urging of my first born I decided to let go of my own hang ups about being too old ,looking silly and everything else our ego’s tell us to hold us back and enrolled in school.
So, here I am well past 40 and establishing my 3rd life with just 2 terms and 500 hours of clinical work left before I can sit for my exam to become a liscenced clinician in the state. It’s here that I decided to pick up my blog again.
For what purpose exactly I can’t answer. Maybe I miss writing for myself, because churning out paper after paper week after week has certainly sucked away my love of the written word. Maybe it’s so I can feel like I’ve contributed in some degree to stop the flow of misinformation or disinformation about mental health that’s a click away. Or maybe it’s just to share my experiences somewhere and with someone to make them feel real.
Who knows ?
Either way I will be sharing each week about something going on in a class or my sessions (obviously no ethical breaches as clients will be completely unrecognizable with their diagnosis and/or treatment being the focus) as I navigate finishing the work, graduating and becoming official.
Maybe nobody will show up to read more and this will never be more than a reflection on my journey known only to me….but maybe someone else reads along and learns something interesting. Be it about themselves, mental health or anything else.
……until next week.