“Help, I need somebody,
Help, not just anybody,
Help, you know I need someone, help.
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody’s help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I’m not so self assured,
Now I find I’ve changed my mind and opened up the doors.
Help me if you can, I’m feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won’t you please, please help me.”
Lyrics to “Help!” by The Beatles
Today was a long but interesting day. I still have a lot to do tonight, including a fun conference call (I have a conference call phobia, just so ya know!)
I saw five different psychotherapy patients today. All of them had different, but in some way, similar problems. I had some thoughts regarding what I heard and said. One is that it always fascinates me that I am the “authority” at providing help for my patients. But I frequently see myself in them. I’m reminded of my own problems. And I always wonder about how my own personal issues affect the therapy that I’m able to provide for them.
Two of my patients were experiencing a similar problem. And it was one that I could relate to and understand. I actually was able to provide (I think) good feedback and a touch of advice on the subject, as it’s something that I’ve been through in my life.
Now that I’ve been seeing some of the same patients for psychotherapy for the past nine months, I’m starting to form relationships with them. As I’ve said before, I frequently don’t feel like I’m doing much of anything. But today I was reminded of the profound effect that I have on my patients. They form deep relationships with me. They come to rely on me. They come to depend on me. And just being there for them can make a profound difference in their lives. Perhaps that’s something that should have been obvious to me before. But I’m starting to realize the variation in impact on someone’s life based on a single interaction versus a long-term relationship. It’s enlightening. It’s scary. It’s wonderful.
Time to eat and prepare to do some conferencing!
Photos: All taken on walks in my hood.
Part of My “Yo Brooklyn, Fuhgeddaboudit” Photo Series