Here's To Risking It All...
For seven years, I have worked in community agencies as a clinical therapist providing both outpatient and inpatient mental health services for clients ranging from ages 5 to 70 years. For the first half of my career, I felt very accomplished. There I was, a girl from the Caribbean who left her home at 18 years old to pursue her dreams and was able to successfully do so. Sounds great in theory right? Well, it was, until I started to "make foot for shoes", or in American terms until I became a mom. Once I became a mom my entire life shifted, much like it does for most women.
My kids became my top priority. I am not saying that my career was no longer a priority, but I encountered moments where I struggled to create my definition of work-life balance. As a result, seven days per week, 365 days per year, 24/7 I WAS BURNT OUT! I went from getting to work at 8:30 am to 9:30 sometimes 10:00 am. During those dreadful, redundant, and feverishly annoying weekly staff meetings, I was completely absent-minded for at least half of the meeting. I literally started to feel and behave as though I was a hamster on a wheel. Just enough drive and motivation to complete daily tasks but nowhere near what I knew to be my best. At the end of 2019, like a child learning to swim on her own, I anxiously yet fearlessly submitted my letter of resignation hoping to create what I longed for as both a mother and a career woman; the ability to place motherhood at the forefront while simultaneously exploring the internal entrepreneur. The control freak in me, of course, did not allow me to take this leap without planning. For months I saved, did research after research, consulted with my fiancé, family, friends, and colleagues. With their support and guidance, the wealth of knowledge I acquired during the past 7 years, and the faith I had in myself of accomplishing anything my mind can dream of; I excitedly began my journey into private practice. To date, this is by far the most uncomfortable phase of my life. I have no idea what the future holds but the narrative therapist in me is beyond excited about being the author of this upcoming chapter. So here is to the dreamers, the movers, the doers, and everyone in between! We survived yet another year around the sun! It's day 1 of 366, and we have things to do!