While in class last week I had this light bulb that went off in my head that made me realize it was always meant for me to work with kids. I used to think I hated other people's kids and I couldn't stand to be around underclassmen. But all this time God has been guiding me in preparation for what my purpose in life really is. All this time I've been ignoring my purpose and I didn’t realize it until I watched one of my classmate’s 1st therapy session. Sitting behind the mirror I couldn’t shake the feeling of wanting to just run into the room and take over.
Acacia was talking to this 12-year old girl who was showing my signs of depression and suicidal ideation. They went straight into talking about her depression in the 1st session. Although …show more content…
I’ve never came to that realization before but like I said before God has been preparing me for this my whole life.
When I had first decided to be a Marriage and Family Therapist, my main reasoning for wanting to do therapy was because I felt like growing up I had no on to talk to and felt like one cared about what happened to me. So I wanted to be a therapist so that I can be that person a girl like me can go to when she feels like she has no one to talk to. I didn't realize it until while I was typing this that when I said that seven years ago I was foreshadowing the fact that my focus would be working with teens.
The summer before my senior year in high school I had a summer internship at the Boys and Girls Club of America, working with kids ages 4-15. I had plans in being placed at a therapist's office but apparently God had other plans. I had an amazing time working with the younger kids but I also connected more with the older kids since we were close in …show more content…
There were so many signs that this all should have been obvious but I really wasn't paying attention to it. God definitely works in mysterious ways. It explains why I was so drawn to the Youth in Need organization more than I just as with the domestic violence programs for my internship. After writing this i called my mom to tell her how my mind was working. Once i got her attention on the phone she sounded happy for me and said she was happy that she was the person i decided to call to tell this to. I always felt like since she never listened to my stories when i was little that i just wouldn’t tell her about stuff that as going on in my life, unless she asked, because i figured she didn’t care. But i guess now she realize how she used to make me feel and now she cares. I didn’t intend for this journal to be this long but I guess my mom was right I do talk too
Acacia was talking to this 12-year old girl who was showing my signs of depression and suicidal ideation. They went straight into talking about her depression in the 1st session. Although …show more content…
I’ve never came to that realization before but like I said before God has been preparing me for this my whole life.
When I had first decided to be a Marriage and Family Therapist, my main reasoning for wanting to do therapy was because I felt like growing up I had no on to talk to and felt like one cared about what happened to me. So I wanted to be a therapist so that I can be that person a girl like me can go to when she feels like she has no one to talk to. I didn't realize it until while I was typing this that when I said that seven years ago I was foreshadowing the fact that my focus would be working with teens.
The summer before my senior year in high school I had a summer internship at the Boys and Girls Club of America, working with kids ages 4-15. I had plans in being placed at a therapist's office but apparently God had other plans. I had an amazing time working with the younger kids but I also connected more with the older kids since we were close in …show more content…
There were so many signs that this all should have been obvious but I really wasn't paying attention to it. God definitely works in mysterious ways. It explains why I was so drawn to the Youth in Need organization more than I just as with the domestic violence programs for my internship. After writing this i called my mom to tell her how my mind was working. Once i got her attention on the phone she sounded happy for me and said she was happy that she was the person i decided to call to tell this to. I always felt like since she never listened to my stories when i was little that i just wouldn’t tell her about stuff that as going on in my life, unless she asked, because i figured she didn’t care. But i guess now she realize how she used to make me feel and now she cares. I didn’t intend for this journal to be this long but I guess my mom was right I do talk too