What do you do when being a therapist doesn’t feel fun anymore?
You used to have starting and ending sessions on time down to a science - and you could make it look easy - but these days you are dragging yourself to get going. Getting up, getting yourself to the office (or computer screen) - it used to be a synch and now it's a slog.
You’re tired.
You’re seeing clients around the clock - because that’s what you need to do to earn a living, right? It doesn’t feel graceful or gracious anymore. You have to fight to stay present, to stay alert, and when the day finally does come to an end - you don’t have anything left to give anyone else, especially not yourself. After a day’s work you still have people in your life who [love you] need things from you.
You do what has to be done but that doesn’t mean you’re happy about it. Maybe you feel bad that you’ve been scraping the bottom of the barrel (when it comes to your energy reserves) and are pretty cranky most of the time [if you're being totally honest].