{"id":4944,"date":"2017-12-12T00:21:01","date_gmt":"2017-12-12T05:21:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/peroty.com\/blog\/shared\/journey-of-the-intern-therapist\/"},"modified":"2017-12-12T00:21:01","modified_gmt":"2017-12-12T05:21:01","slug":"journey-of-the-intern-therapist","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peroty.com\/blog\/shared\/journey-of-the-intern-therapist\/","title":{"rendered":"Journey of the Intern Therapist"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have a friend who is a therapist-in-training in the Bay Area who just started writing. I&#8217;m loving her posts. She&#8217;s working to be a therapist and is going to start working with a middle school population which brings back memories for all of us. Her <a href=\"http:\/\/internmakhetsi.blogspot.com\/2017\/12\/the-adolescent-and-intern-parallel.html\">latest post<\/a> resonates deeply with me. She&#8217;s going to be working with middle schoolers.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\n  Crap&#8230;\u201d I thought, \u201cnot \u00a0middle school&#8230; <em>anything<\/em> but middle school.\u201d \u00a0I immediately flashed back to my own middle-school experience. \u00a0I entered 7th grade with a terrible hair-cut, glasses, braces, and skinny like an awkward string bean. \u00a0My hand-me-down, decade-old clothes made me stand out from my wealthier peers who always had fresh, new clothes and great hair. \u00a0I remember getting bullied on the bus mercilessly by 8th graders day in and day out. \u00a0I remember holding back my tears on the bus, trying to look reassured while older girls would tease me and older boys would harass me. \u00a0Suddenly, things I had necessarily forgotten were staring at me in the face. \u00a0I didn\u2019t want to work with adolescents&#8230; <em>especially<\/em> middle-schoolers.\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Middle school brings back vivid memories for me too. Some good but many fearful and anxious. She closes with an honest bit of writing that I feel could have been written by anyone I know, myself included.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\n  So how do I \u201cadult\u201d from here? Honestly? I have no idea. I\u2019m guessing at it every day. I\u2019m working on a website, I\u2019m writing a blog, I\u2019m networking, I\u2019m taking risks at disappointing people with my career choices, I\u2019m taking some time for my family and accepting financial hardship as a present, unavoidable (but hopefully temporary) reality. \u00a0I\u2019m trying to take criticism and uninformed advice in stride but hey &#8211; I\u2019m not made of metal. \u00a0I\u2019m making poor choices and good choices, not having any idea which is which at any real-time moment. I\u2019m open to advice, feedback, and opportunity. \u00a0As a wonderful professor of mine once said, \u201cthe ego must be strong enough to allow itself to be defeated.\u201d \u00a0This is the making of the intern therapist&#8230; I think.\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>So&#8230; how do I adult from here?<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know any more than she does, but I encourage you to follow along with her journey to figure it all out&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Follow along at <a href=\"http:\/\/internmakhetsi.blogspot.com\">Journey of the Intern Therapist<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have a friend who is a therapist-in-training in the Bay Area who just started writing. I&#8217;m loving her posts. She&#8217;s working to be a therapist and is going to start working with a middle school population which brings back memories for all of us. Her latest post resonates deeply with me. 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