It has been nearly a year since I started in private practice. I wanted a change for the better, to make my work, and ultimately my life more fulfilling. It is a process which I think is not unlike entering into therapy itself. We go into therapy to seek change or to come to terms with change imposed upon us. As part of the process of engaging with change we have to deal with the loss of the old situation. Sometimes this can be the loss of someone who was important to us, whom we loved. Sometimes the crux of therapy is mourning that loss, the loss of those who played a key part in our lives, or the loss of who we used to be. Therapy can be about learning to leave the past behind, to live fully in the present, and to be able to face the future with confidence. It is not about forgetting or punishing but accepting the truth about ourselves. When we have reached the point of acceptance we are ready for change.
The change I sought has been more difficult than I imagined. Therapy is usually not easy either. We live in a world where we can be easily distracted or easily make our own ways of distracting ourselves from truth. Therapy consists of choosing to be conscious and mindful of who we are, and where we are, and how we got here. Therapy can then be a means of choosing who we will be, deciding where to go, and then learning how to get there. It is a place to cherish hope. It is a forum where we have the chance to affirm life. We can be with someone who can reveal our intrinsic value and show us that we can believe in ourselves. If all else fails we discover that we can keep moving in the faith that whatever happens we can live as well as we can. I write this coming close to the beginning of a new year, moving forward in a new life, in wonder of what it will bring.