Reflections on Being a Therapist, 18 Years and What’s Next?
It’s funny when you start to hear yourself talk about your career and it adds up in decades. When you kind of can’t remember when you lived in a particular state or when you graduated. It’s really kind of amazing to think, “Wait! That was me back then. I’m still here, doing this. How did all that time pass?” I still feel like that person, but, at the same time, I don’t even recognize her. Such a big dose of existential reality, wrapped up in the mundane facts of daily life. Awe inspiring, anxiety producing, even boring, all at the same time. What’s next? What’s it all mean?I love that psychotherapy loves these questions. That’s how I know I’m in the right profession. It asks and the work itself has encouraged me not to hide from the answers. I have continued to explore meaning in my life and it’s always led me well, even if it wasn’t always a picnic. I try to grow and change and my practice evolves alongside. We don’t stay the same, even though it’s also impossible to witness every granular change that occurs. Our work gives us artifacts to help us see ourselves.
I appreciate when people give me the opportunity to speak about my career. Here’s one recent interview: https://www.relationshipsarecomplicated.com/interview-with-jennifer-jones-lmft/