What fascinates and attracts me to psychotherapy is the elegance of word, the slight of wits, the communication mastery taking place in sessions. It appeals to me, to be so highly trained, so skilled, so apt at picking up cues and getting the privilege of peaking into another one's soul.
It may seem like a voyeuristic, pompous, delusion of grandeur kind of idea, like I am after the power play, like I want to just dissect the human soul, pick my patients apart and assemble them back together, but it's not like that.
It's the meeting of humans, the baring of the self; the trust, the growth, the change...
I want to know how to do this, and I will work really really hard to get there, to become a good therapist! I want to learn to be patient, observant, and to help my clients heal. It's fascinating one could do that with no scalpel and no pill... And more, you give the impulses, but it is the patient, not the therapist, who does the huge chunk of work, the hardest part. I want to learn how to be there for someone else like that.
I want to change things for the better, not for the world, but hopefully for the people that come to my office. One person at a time... It would still matter, it is important, hopefully it would change the world of that one person you succeeded at helping.
I too will bare my soul along the way. I know I will be confronted with dire secrets, great sorrows, and life's greatest challenges. I will likely doubt my competence in ways deeper than I ever have before, I will most probably suffer some, and I will most definitely make mistakes along the way. Some of them would launch me forward, and some will stall my progress...
It is a scary prospect and a daunting process. I am willing to set off on this long, winding journey to becoming who I think I am meant to be.
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Me from today: Wow... little did I know, but some thoughts were kinda on point there.
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