In the wake of my embryo adoption decision, I scheduled three follow-up sessions with Emily.
Potentially our most productive sessions thus far, so I am very grateful!
In the wake of my embryo adoption decision, I scheduled three follow-up sessions with Emily.
Potentially our most productive sessions thus far, so I am very grateful!
That shiny expectation is gradually slipping away as I step closer to a potential career transition. I am jumping through painful hoops and absurd rules as an LPC-Candidate, navigating the seemingly endless red tape, and looking for encouragement in counselors' "support groups" that are thickly layered with negativity, exhaustion, and self-protective tips on preventing lawsuits and angry emails. The mental health crisis is real, candidates cannot accept insurance, and the mental health coverage rules for Medicaid are shifting (not in the favor of counselors or clients). On top of that, I prefer working with adults, but every agency I've spoken with would prefer that I specialize with children (while no one has truly bothered to teach me how to do that well). Many parents don't want personal counseling but want us to magically fix their kids. And there is an absurd expectation for counselors to heal the trauma, teach the coping skills, diagnose accurately and quickly, and faithfully document their every move with measurable results and positive outcomes.
Disenchanted is an understatement.
The red tape, the fear-based thinking, expensive supervision meetings, personal safety concerns, lack of professional identity, lack of financial security/opportunity, unfair pressure to support everyone in their unique values and avoid offending anyone, it all feels... exhausting isn't even the right word. I'm a gritty person, and I don't mind hard work. Misaligned? Disappointing? Far from my hopes and expectations? Closer. I adore CCU's "grace and truth" motto. I have loved so much of what I've learned and experienced there, and it makes me want to shine the light of Christ in a dark world! But in the real world of counseling, the light of Christianity is being dimmed and hidden. I can feel the OK board's lack of grace and support with their rigid timelines and infuriating love of technicalities. It feels like every candidate I know is struggling with absurd stress levels and the lack of financial and emotional support... and it saddens me how much all of the above clouds our ability to be creative, to genuinely connect, and to offer compassionate and wise counsel!
It's not right, and it's not what I signed up for...
"The Sovereign Lord has filled me with His Spirit. The Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the suffering and afflicted. He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted, to announce liberty to captives, and to open the eyes of the blind. He has sent me to tell those who mourn that the time of God's favor to them has come, and the day of His wrath to their enemies. To all who mourn in Israel He will give: beauty for ashes; joy instead of mourning; praise instead of heaviness. For God has planted them like strong and graceful oaks for His own glory. And they shall rebuild the ancient ruins, repairing cities long ago destroyed, reviving them though they have been deserted for many generations."
Today, I am thankful for...
1. Teresa, whose birthday is today!! ❤ I'm grateful for her friendship and support and kindness through the years... and of course, I'm thankful for the key role she played in raising the best person I know!
2. That my niece and youngest nephew are having a fun Fall Break... Rach took them TPing Tuesday night, and seeing this pic brings back lots of fun memories!!
3. Happy, colorful fresh flowers! On the latest Eldredge podcast, they talked about how the beauty we find in our favorite parts of God's creation has a powerful healing impact on our souls, and I've been thinking about that and looking for it more since. For me in this season, it's the details of colorful flowers and the calming effect of being near water (ponds, lakes, oceans, even pools).
5. A last-minute lunch plan with Mom yesterday... good talk, good food, and good for me! ❤
6. Long story, and I can't go into all the details here, but I'm grateful for what God has taught me through my first and last paying client at ITS! I was questioning the value of counseling and feeling like access to money made more of a tangible difference in people's lives than any counseling skill or intervention ever could, then something happened that flipped that script and reminded me that strong relationships and self-respect are worth more than anything money can buy. It's been a journey the past couple months, but I needed that reminder! Starting to feel more like myself again, and I'm grateful.
7. At Jace's football game, a kind mom came over to talk to Rach for a bit, and she was wearing a cute t-shirt that said, "Motherhood is Kingdom Work." True, and I felt myself quickly tear up as I read it - reminding me that I'm not quite okay just yet - then I looked away and pulled myself back together. Yesterday was Infant Loss Awareness day, and there were several posts and podcasts that were helpful to me in this ambiguous grief. Anyway, in talking to Chet about that moment at Jace's game, without being dismissive of my emotions, he reminded me that a lot of other things I'm already doing or stepping toward qualify as valuable "Kingdom work." And again, I needed that reminder in this season! So I'm grateful for God-given reminders of better things ahead, for the gradual healing process I can feel, and for what is hopefully the first of many publishing contracts I got to sign this week!! ;-) (I was surprised to learn they're actually paying me to co-author a chapter of a counseling textbook with a CCU professor, and I laughed when they assumed I was also a professor - I'll take it.)
Emily and I talked again tonight...
I mentioned my nervous system feeling fried and on edge... that I haven't cried much but feel like tears are right at the surface, that all the little things feel heightened in their importance and weight right now.
(A fairly normal reaction after a pivotal year and the very heavy decision I have faced this past month - she encouraged me to be gentle and have grace with myself.)
I am confident in my decision to close the chapter, and I am moving toward peace and calm and stability, but the nervous system is not an on/off switch, and I'm absolutely still in the process of calming down and resetting my nervous system.
I told Emily I've been questioning myself about the doctoral program over the past week, wrestling internally and wondering if I'm making the right decision there. I said I am really struggling to trust myself in either direction and wanting to avoid any big moves or major decisions in this recovery season.
She carefully asked whether it might be possible that my nervous system has become so accustomed to me being in a state of indecision and limbo that self-doubt feels like the most familiar path - (something I naturally default back into without much conscious awareness).
Umm, wow, yes!! Having recognized a similar tendency to choose chaos in another friend, I knew exactly what she was talking about, and hearing that was an immediate epiphany for me! I'm not sure how I never recognized it in myself before, but we often have blind spots in our own lives that are much easier for others to see clearly from an outside perspective. (Hence, the need for the counseling profession).
Anyway, that resonated! For years now, in any number of major and minor decisions, this state of internal chaos and self-doubt, deeply questioning myself has become the very exhausting but familiar course for me, struggling to trust my own intuition or ability to make good decisions, trusting others more naturally than I trust myself, and consistently looking for outside validation and support.
And that's not coming from God.
And it's not based in truth.
And it's not serving me.
Awareness is key, so I'm grateful!!
And I'm going to be working to stay aware of that dynamic, be gentle with myself, and build up my self-trust and inner peace/confidence.
I was very grateful to attend the Living Proof Live event with Beth Moore and her team this weekend! I bought the ticket months ago and was going on my own, then I ran into Kantrell just after getting out of my car, so I sat with her and Amber both days. This = our pic on Saturday morning... living proof that God redeems! ❤