Searching For A Specialization

My life is a miracle.

Yes sir, it is. ~gulp~

I just got back from night two of grad school and I am shaking.

We got down and dirty with this professor who explained the ins and outs of this profession. It’s a 3 year Masters program if you go full-time. But after the 3 years, you have to sit for 2 more years as a registered intern before you can take your exam to receive your license.

What I didn’t know is that once you finish your masters you can become a therapist anywhere. But unless you get your own license, you can’t open up a private practice. It seems like everyone in the class is going for their PhD. These people say that they love writing and research. Everyone comes from different backgrounds. There are teachers, a parole officer, an attorney and then there was me..the only journalist in the class.

My professor advised us to gain a specialization in something. When I asked what kind of specializations she is talking about she said, “You can be a sex therapist, a domestic violence therapist, a co-parenting therapist.” But she re inforced that we have to choose something specific because unlike social workers, we aren’t that widely appreciated yet and it will be tough to find a job if we aren’t specialized. One woman said she found a listing for a “therapist to the Redskins wives” position.

Yeah, that’s how specific we have to be.

Maybe I’ll focus on couples therapy. I really want to work with inspiring children though. I have three years to figure it out though. I’m praying for guidance. I decided not to do the dual degree in mental health and Marriage & Family simply because I don’t want to engage myself in therapy involving mental disorders, I’d rather work on relationships.

She also mentioned that our program leans toward a new approach to therapy called narrative therapy. It’s where the therapist changes the story of the client’s life to redirect their outcome. I don’t understand it yet… But she said it might be a perfect fit for me.

When I told my brother I was going to be a relationship therapist he asked:

How are you gonna be a couples therapist and you’re single?

Uhhh…I’m gonna study my friends’ relationships and who knows…I have 3 years until I graduate, I could have a boyfriend by then. It isn’t that farfetched.

There are so many other things that I need. I need my glasses fixed because I can’t see these words properly. I need to buy my books and notebooks and stuff. So I’m believing for a miracle in the financial department.

I have my first presentation in 2 weeks, a paper is also due at that time and all of my stories for the newspapers are due that same week. I have to get on the ball, get my sources together and write these stories.

On a lighter note, I was so nervous about my interview today with the editor of Mediata.keout.com. I don’t know why either. I’ve down plenty of interviews and I’m never usually nervous. He was so nice though. Extremely articulate and easy to speak with. He stands behind his claim that all of his stories are 100% accurate and come from reliable sources. He says he invests a lot of money into making sure the information he gets is actually true. I can’t find anyone to speak on his behalf but I’m I know I’ll get someone to talk about their experience with his website.

Life is becoming pretty animated for me but I am a psychic and I see straight A’s in my future, lots of laughter and a positive life change on the way.

Hey..guess who I saw in class yesterday? My childhood friend Susan. When she walked into the room my face lit up.

“What are you doing here?” I asked her as she sat down next to me. “I thought you already had your masters in social work.”

“Yeah I do. But I’m going for my PhD now,” she said.

Wow. I’m so proud of her.

I gotta give a big GET IT GIRL to Kim who just finished her MBA after going and stopping and going again. But now she’s done and she says the next degree she’s gonna get will be honorary. She’s always copying me. I used to say that I would NEVER go back to school because I’ll have enough honorary degrees to cover me.

Like I said, never say never.

Now let me do some research for my paper.