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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