For me, one of the great advantages of being a therapist is being in the presence of people’s stories, having the privilege of being let into their lives and being a witness to them.
My job is not only to hear what is said but sometimes also help my clients tell their story, to express what is hidden or difficult to put into words, to notice what is not being said, to help put together what may seem disjointed, to make sense of it all.
Beginnings are hard. Whether it is a journey, a new job, new relationship, new book or a new chapter of your life, taking that first step seems the hardest thing to do. This blog and this post are no exceptions – the very idea of starting them has proven to be very difficult to put into practice and I have been postponing writing them for as long as I could. The fear of the new and unfamiliar, of making a mistake and failing where all mixed into one and prevented me from making that start.