Reasons I could never be a therapist;

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1 — I’m too blunt.
2 — I can’t listen to bullshit and not say something.
3 — I do feel bad and let my empathy get involved.
4 — I interject and say what I see.
5 — I don’t hold back.
6 — I get angry on your behalf.
7 — I can’t hide my thoughts or feelings on a subject.
8 — I will tell someone they’re surrounded by assholes instead of leading them to that discovery on their own.
9 — If you came to me asking for help, then refused to talk, I would ask you what’s the fucking point, and if you’re even serious about it.

My therapist would apologise to me for laughing along with me when I realised some bullshit I was telling myself, I loved her for that! I know it wasn’t “the done thing” but I’ve never been one for following those ropes.

I am not a qualified therapist.

I probably never will be (although I do and will study as I go)

A qualified therapist is someone who has spent years, well beyond 5-figures (usually) learning, and hundreds of supervised hours practising how to help people without doing all the things I listed above. They take notes and have files, and all that other “professional” shit.

What I am is a girl who was broken, who decided that I wanted, needed and deserved more, who asked for help, who went to therapy, who looked beyond “I feel like shit” to work out why, who worked through a bunch of modalities in order to put her head in the right place.

I am someone who saw what was available for me, looked at how that helped, and then figured out what else I could do beyond the limitations of the role.

Therapy is great. I will recommend it to anyone.

But therapy will only get you so far.

You can’t sit your ass in a chair and expect someone else to “fix you”

That’s your job.

Their job is to guide you through the work that you need to do.

I am not a therapist.

I am someone who knows what else needs to be done, and I’m not afraid to tell you.

I am someone you can ask for help, and I will, but I will not let you hand over the responsibility to me.

Now… if you’re ready to do the work, and you want a step or two or five beyond what I learned in therapy; the things I put together for myself over 10+ years… it’s in a 17-minute audio.

I called it Feelin’ Shit to Rockin’ It! because that’s exactly what it did for me.

But don’t be fooled… the audio may only be 17-minutes, but THE WORK takes longer than that.

Are you ready to take responsibility and go after what you really want?

Be the person you say you want to be?

Originally published at on August 10, 2021.




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