Whoa…
I been on tiny chat like everyday which is NORMAL for my obsessive ass when I find something new to explore. A whole new cast of characters to meet and observe and…a lot of laffs so far. Let’s see how long this fascination lasts.
I met with my advisor today. We registered me for 2 classes next semester and then 3 next FALL…so that means I have the summer off…which means I need to manifest a JOB next semester so I will have a place to live next summer. Ain’t going back to the streets…no sir…
I’m excited about my classes next Spring. I get to take Research methods which will teach me how to do a full out scholarly article. I cant WAIT! I dont need the damn school to help me..I am going to get published whether they co sign or not…
It’s harder this way though…
Like trying to pick up a penny while a crowd of marathon runners are breezing by…
But…still I rise.. LOL
Well..after next SPRING, which begins in August 2010 I am officially done with classes…and I start my internship and practicum where I will sit for the first time in front of real clients and attempt to counsel them. I’m trying to get practice by volunteering for the suicide hotline but…they wont return my calls. Maybe they heard about my blog..I don’t know…
I’m feeling healthy…mentally…I no longer have fears like I used to. I’ve really learned to go with the flow about things and I’m believing that everything is for my best.
Ughh well..u know I’m still dealing with that thing with MEN…but I’m changing..I can feel it. I’m not as hurt as I used to be…I’m still not open yet…but I’m not hurting anymore. I don’t know. There are a million men in the world so…I meet one every damn day and when I feel like it…I’ll change. Until then…I’m workin on it…
What’s cool is I had my very first eTheray session tonight on Tiny Chat. I met my “client” in a web cam chat room and we discussed her relationship. Ima be honest..I was at a muthafukin loss! I didn’t know what to say! I was so embarrassed. this counseling stuff is much more difficult than it looks! For a minute I wanted to cry because…I couldnt relate to any of her issues..I was more enthralled by the fact that she has someone who loves her and that she loves back…
How the hell am I going to be a relationship therapist when I spend 98% of my time alone and I don’t have any friends in this city and I don’t date and I don’t socialize?
I don’t know…
But fuck it…I’ll let life figure it out for me…I will not stress….
Easy breezy….