March 16, 2014
When I was younger I spent a lot of time trying to find the hidden key that would unlock my subconscious and take way my peculiar thoughts and behaviors. Then I discovered I had a chemical imbalance. Low and behold, there were no subconscious thoughts that needed to be discovered and worked out (I am not a big fan of old Freud, I should add). It was a chemical imbalance in my brain (serotonin) that was either not produced enough or produced too much, I forget at the moment. Either way, I can not express how freeing it was. Here I spent years wondering what the f*** was wrong with me to discover that it was an imbalance. I was 31 yrs old when I learned about OCD. I learned that other's had it and that there were even ways to manage it (medication/CBT).
I recall the first time I read the book "The Boy Who Could Not Stop Washing" referred by the therapist I was working with. I sat on my bed and cried out of relief. That knowledge changed my life. It changed how I viewed myself. I didn't view myself as an oddity any longer because I had an illness. A real illness that was treatable.
When I decided to become a therapist myself years later it was with the belief that I could educate and support others so that they did not have through years of uncertainty as I had. I love what I do (sorry mom and dad, I know you were hoping I would become an attorney). I hope in my modest way that I do make a difference for others. I don't often get to see the results of what I do, and honestly that's okay. I have met so many people through my work and have learned more about courage and strength then I ever imagined was possible. The blog was my way of sharing that wisdom with others. Though when I think about it now I think it was as much for me as it was for the "others" I was hoping to inspire. After all writing is therapeutic.
I am writing this because I think that when you work in this field for awhile as I have, it is easy to become complacent and think you know know it all. Last week I met someone who really touched my heart and reminded me of why I do what I do. She also reminded me that my work is more than just sharing little inspirational blogs.
So speaking from the heart, as my daughter reminded me to do the other day, I want to express my gratitude to the clients who I have gotten to know and work with all these years. I have learned more about life and courage through you and have become a better person because of you. I hope that I will continue to carry this knowledge and not lose sight of why I became a therapist in the first place.
Thank You,
Pam
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