To the former client who sent me the anon messages this morning:
You made me cry. I’m so glad that things are going well for you and I wish you so much love and happiness. You deserve it.
Congratulations on your video and especially on getting into grad school! You’re going to be an amazing therapist. You have the tools to help so many people, and I know you will. Just remember to keep helping yourself first and foremost. Sending you the biggest hugs from Nashville.
Two Things:
This morning I saw my super-serious ex-boyfriend crossing the street near where we both work. I haven’t seen him in years, and I’m always waiting to bump into him. I’m pretty sure he saw me, but I put on my sunglasses, had about six heart attacks, and drove away quickly. Mature!
My favorite little 5 year old patient told me the silliest story about a butterfly flying into a bee’s butt and it made everything better. I recorded it on my phone, but I can’t figure out how to upload it here so you’ll just have to imagine it. He has a lisp and he wears glasses. Amazing.
Awesome.
Not only is my favorite other therapist at work leaving next month, we just found out that they aren’t filling her position. And our intern is leaving.
I’m sure you can’t begin to guess what that means.
She’s home!
The police just found her. No details yet but it’s looking like she’s unharmed. Thank you everyone for your prayers and good thoughts.
My heart.
Ok now they are saying that her friend is missing too. Her friend was going to have to move in with her other parent and didn’t want to, so they are thinking that the two girls ran off together. This would be way out of character for our patient but I’m crossing my fingers and toes that it’s what happened.
One of our patients, a teenaged girl, went missing yesterday. Her parents went to pick her up from school and she was gone. She didn’t come home last night.
This girl is not a runaway. I don’t know what happened. We are completely horrified. If you pray, please send up some prayers for her.
My last session was a young girl who asked me why everything in the world was so horrible. We talked for a while and she said “we need a lady president,” so I told her that she could be a lady president if she wanted to. She liked that. When I asked what her first order of business would be, she said “I’d go around and ask everybody what THEIR first order of business would be, so that I would know what the people want.” I was like “you’re gonna be a great president.”
The sexual abuse case I just assessed is making me actually sick to my stomach. I can’t tell if I want to cry or vomit.
When a mother passes her children out as party favors, I give up on the world.
I just give up.
Thoughts On A Conference Call
Thank god for mute buttons, so that I can play Candy Crush instead of paying attention.
And “just use your clinical judgment” is code for “that was a stupid question.”
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