Therapy ramblings...

That is a big ole impossibly still standing up rock behind me. It lives in Spain. People are like this. They do impossibly amazing things all the time and I get to witness it constantly. I love it.

So I work a couple nights a week at LDS Family Services here in NYC. Did I mention this on here? Not like it matters really, but I love it and while I don't get home until 10pm twice a week, the positive energy in working with clients there and the therapy I get to do there is absolutely amazing. It perfectly balances out my case management focused job at Bellevue (cause I totally went that much into debt for school to take classes on how to send a fax and badger other social workers into giving me services for my peeps--not!)

Anyways... I work there and I have some really great "this is what I went to school for, this is what I'm supposed to be doing right at this moment" moments there. The other night, I was working with someone and we were talking about weaknesses. He/she mentioned that he/she felt too much. Someone else is upset and he/she feels the same way and will become unreasonably upset. I talked about how I can't really do that and still be able to do this job. (I don't normally share about myself in therapy because it's about the client, but in this situation I was) But the thing is, I think that I do do that, and that's why I got into this job. But I've learned (slowly) how to take myself out of the equation so I can be a sounding board. And I like the visual of a sounding board, where they say something and it bounces back to them, because that's what I do... well at least try to do. A good therapist shouldn't just let you fill them up with your sorrows and pain and struggles, a good therapist should help you to understand and take charge of those feelings. I hold the feelings for a short time and bounce them back to you hopefully in a way that helps you gain some clarity.

More thoughts...

There are some crappy things that happen in this world. We all have to detach from it to keep from being pulled under. In my job, I see some of the most crappy parts up close and personal. However, I think I get to see some of the most beautiful, courage filled parts as well. That gives me hope that the good out numbers the bad. Which is why I keep going back.

Just some therapy thoughts...