One of my colleagues Jamila Dawson shared this wonderful article about life of a therapist. Please feel free to copy and paste if it resonates with you.

“I suspect it is hard to love a Therapist. We get up early and don’t have time to drink coffee over the newspaper. We come home late and are too tired to cook. We work extra because we know there are families who need us. We don’t get too excited over a minor crisis because we deal with massive crisis all day. We have seen far worse. We don’t want to talk when we come home. We have talked all day. We don’t want to move when we come home. We have moved all day. It may seem, that we have left all our caring, our heart, and our love at work, then come home to you empty. We probably have. But we don’t tell you that many times at work we are scared. Scared that we are missing something. Scared we will let our families down or leave someone unsafe. Scared to go into homes of unknown people and scared what we might find. We have to deal with angry families and all the while do our best to help them. We don’t tell you how trauma we see affects us, and how stressed we are for the pain our families are going through. I suspect it is hard to love a therapist but know this; your therapist needs your love. Needs your understanding. Needs to know that you “get it”. Needs to be taken care of. Needs you to do the hardest work, you may ever do, which is to love a therapist. I would like to thank those of you out there who love us and let us do this work, this calling , this life; therapy”.