01/28/2026
My internship didn’t just teach me how to be a therapist.
It taught me who I needed to become.
I entered this field almost 10 years ago long before the title, the office, or the confidence.
Those early one-on-one moments with psych patients were humbling, heavy, and formative in ways no textbook could prepare me for.
I was challenged.
I was shaken.
I was stretched.
And I’m deeply grateful for it.
Because the therapist I am today was shaped in those quiet, intense, uncomfortable moments where learning was real, responsibility was heavy, and growth wasn’t optional.
I carry those experiences with me into every session.
They remind me why presence matters, why humility matters, and why this work is never just a job.
If you’re early in your training and it feels overwhelming
you’re not behind.
You’re becoming.
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