01/19/2024
When people ask me why I became a therapist it just always seems like it was something I was going to do. Naturally I had a helping personality, I always wanted to work with people.
But when I look at the trajectory of my life I sometimes wonder how I got here, and what really changed me to get me here.
I severely under-applied myself in high school, failing diplomas, barely passing classes. I never thought I’d go to University. Only going to play a sport and then being put on academic probation, dropping out, partying.
I somehow zig zagged my way back multiple times, always knowing I wanted more in life. Between losing my license, substance use, DV abusive relationship, losing babies, and fleeing for my life, I also traveled the world, accomplished multiple degrees, graduated my masters with honours, published research, found safety, immersed in healing, was never afraid of change, and continued to believe that I could figure it out.
I did that all with the most privilege. It didn’t take away the pain I endured, but it gave me a helping hand in going through it. If there’s anything I want to do in working with people, it’s to provide them with hope and belief in their real life, not in the perfection, and real accessible ways to get there. Leading in front, beside, or behind.
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