I’ve been thinking a lot about what it is I want to convey when I finally finish school and can call myself a therapist.
What is it that is my drive? What is it that is so important to put myself through the chaotic world of education?
Why am I willing to challenge everything I’ve ever thought, felt or believed? Why do I feel the need to become as mentally healthy as I can and push myself beyond what has been my very carefully constructed boundaries?
My sister, that I posted about yesterday, said something about my determination. I reminded her that A) we had the same Daddy and B) what other choice is there?
Right before we got disconnected due to a dead battery, she said “we could have dived”
True .. we could have chosen to not face the challenges head on. We could have let dispair take over. Who would have blamed us?
I don’t know enough of her story, but the years of raising my children, for the most part I would not describe as me in a state of “Thrive” but rather “Survive”
And that … that is the key.
With the proper support I just may have been able to do more than survive. When more support was there, I did begin to thrive.
And that is what I want to do. I want to be the support to others who are trying to choose between dive and survive and help them to realize there is another choice: THRIVE