September 16, 2014
Becoming therapeutic
I read somewhere it takes a decade to become a confident therapist.
It actually took me longer than that.
I started out bright but clueless, enthusiastic but blundering, well-intentioned but insensitive to both my clients and myself.
I spent years misreading, misunderstanding, making mistakes, stubbing my toes and occasionally hurting others in the process.
Then I needed to learn how to forgive myself for all that sloppy learning.
Eventually, though, I reached the point where, most of the time, I could care for other people and still enjoy being who I am.
Come to think of it, that’s not a bad way to summarize the process of becoming a grownup.
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