My client base is building slowly, and I’m feeling humbled by the material that’s shared with me and am grateful for the supervision I’ve had, to help manage some of that material and to check I’m working appropriately.
For as long as I can remember I had my walls up, slowly over time I built them higher and made them stronger, determined no one would ever penetrate them. I put on a good face to the world - but I was dying inside. My self-esteem at rock bottom.
I am taking back the driving seat by exposing my Inner Critic and admitting its power over me. I admit the shame and embarrassment I feel as a Counsellor to get stuck in self-depreciation and disappointing myself.
We all have an inner critic just waiting to spring to life as soon as we come up with an interesting idea or goal that we would like to achieve. As a therapist, I am certainly not immune to this inner critic and can find myself in the trap of questioning my intentions,...