Since the last practicum and perhaps even way before that, an issue got triggered. Instead of automatically supressing the discomfort, I'm sitting with the issue and the feeling is uncomfortable. I give up trying to counsel myself. It is too complicated and I do not know what's going on anymore. It's obviously something.
Next week, I am calling up a few counsellors for sessions. Since I get a couple of free sessions through school, I shall use them up. Don't think I could afford to pay $100/ hour to see one.
Although if it really came down to it, I might have to actually invest some money in seeing a counsellor long term. For my own peace of mind. For the sake of leading a fulfilled life...which I do not think can be valued with money.
When will I become an actual counsellor myself, when will I filnally feel settled, when will everything come together, when will I feel grounded?
Leading the life of - I don't know where I'm going to be in a couple of months- is getting old. OMG...am I literally getting older? Stability? THATS what I'm craving for?? No! Impossible! Arrghh...resistance!! What's going on! No way am I getting domesticated!! Neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
What do you mean a stable job and a proper home would be nice?
Umm I would seriously draw the line at saying that having kids would be nice! So not there yet.
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