22/09/2025
Monday Musings
Hello, hello
Today’s musing is on how will I know when I’ll know?
There’s a gentle ache in the question, “How will I know when I’ll know?” It’s one so many of us bring to therapy, quietly hoping for certainty in a world that rarely offers it. The journey begins in the fog of not knowing—a space of confusion, longing, and sometimes fear. We search for signs, read between lines, hoping for a moment of clarity to light our way.
And then, often unexpectedly, comes an answer. Maybe it’s a realisation in conversation with someone you trust; perhaps it’s a feeling that settles during a quiet walk, or there’s the ‘aha’ that emerges after months of searching. There’s relief and sometimes joy in finally knowing—yet this, too, can be fraught. Doubt creeps in, whispering, “Is this really it? Can I trust this knowing?” It’s natural to question ourselves, to wonder if we’ve captured it this time. Can we dare to believe in and trust ourselves.
Therapy offers a compassionate place to hold both uncertainty and newfound knowing and check-in with ourselves how right it feels for us. Uncertainty isn’t a failure but it is part of the journey towards growth. Learning to be in the process of how will I know when I’ll know requires patience and unconditional positive self-regard – a kindness we often forget to give ourselves.
