A letter from your therapist. . . . . . . . . .

Dear clients (past and present),

I wanted to let you know that I often think about you, even after you’re long gone from the therapy room.

I wonder how you’re getting on during the week.

I wonder how you’re getting on in your life.

I remember that thing you said that time that was so profound, it had me reeling for days.  Maybe I told you that when you said it.  Maybe I didn’t

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I remember your vulnerability and how it was devastatingly liberating for you to say that thing out loud to another human.

Sometimes, when I’m out walking, I laugh out loud to myself when I remember certain conversations we’ve had (therapy isn’t exempt from humour).

Sometimes my heart aches when I consider what you’ve endured.

Sometimes my heart soars when I see all that you’re becoming.  All that you’ve become.

You see, this isn’t ‘just a job’, for me.

It’s not ‘just a job’ for many therapists. 

It’s your life and it’s important to us.

We care.

A lot.

We remember it all.

I just wanted you to know that.

J X