I should've been a psychic!

I've been gone from the "blog-world" for quite some time. At first I felt bad, then I felt relieved. Now, I feel compelled to write a new post.

What has prompted my gravitation to blog today? Honestly, too many things to mention. People would guess that because I'm a counselor that psychologically all of my emotions should be well figured out. I mean....I can literally do therapy on myself couldn't I? I know what NOT TO SAY to make me "open-up"; I know what my biggest hurts or troubles are---right? I even know how much I'm willing to "reveal of my true self" before the next session---ahead of time. So, how could a counselor have any significant issues--when it seems that all of the elements of a a great session (rapport, trust, congruence, etc.) are present?


Who knows? I sure as hell don't.

And most important, I'm slightly annoyed with myself for having such an extensive education in counseling--and still not being immune to the trials and tribulations of life.

My family drives me crazy. My friends drive me crazy. My job drives me crazy. The Dragon drives me crazy.

I don't know the cure for the cancer eating away at my family. I'm running out of the patience required to contend with my friends and their troubles regarding their respective partners. I certainly don't know how to grow enough hands to complete all of the tasks that are slyly added to my job description. And, taming the dragon is proving to be both dangerous and time consuming (e.g. I've been burned a time or two)

Although I don't have the answers to many of my personal challenges, I'm certain that I'll ask these questions for the rest of my life.

Maybe I should've been a psychic--my predictions of the future seem painfully accurate.



The Counselor