Just the other day, I had an overwhelming feeling of gratitude rush through me as I was sitting with a client who I was meeting for the first time. This client had years of refractory depression and anxiety symptoms. She had been on numerous meds with either minimal efficacy or notable adverse effects. As she recounted her treatment history, she looked visibly defeated. Years of therapy from numerous providers had left her with coping skills and insight, but still her symptoms persisted.
Then it struck me - she was putting her faith in me. Once more, she was willing to dare a new treatment and a new provider not knowing what the consequences would be. She had placed her trust in my knowledge and skills... and I felt honored.
Now each morning, as I boot up my computer, sort through the numerous refill requests and review my client schedule, I try to take a moment and remember that feeling of trust. To spend just little time to acknowledge the courage that it takes to step through the door and share one's story with a relative stranger.
Then it struck me - she was putting her faith in me. Once more, she was willing to dare a new treatment and a new provider not knowing what the consequences would be. She had placed her trust in my knowledge and skills... and I felt honored.
Now each morning, as I boot up my computer, sort through the numerous refill requests and review my client schedule, I try to take a moment and remember that feeling of trust. To spend just little time to acknowledge the courage that it takes to step through the door and share one's story with a relative stranger.
