One day at a time

One paper down, one to go--and that's just for the beginning of the week. I went into my supervision session yesterday and told my supervisor (who had planned on reviewing all my clinical notes) how overwhelmed I felt with the demands of school and a full client load. I felt that I was able to let my guard down and be human with her, which I have not really felt before. It turned out to be one of the most helpful supervision sessions that we have had.

My lesson for the day: don't feel that everything has to be perfect. Sometimes being vulnerable and asking for help does not necessarily mean burdening others; it can also allow a deeper relationship to exist. What's funny to me is I have to be absolutely worn down, at the end of my rope, before I'd even think of asking for help. Where did that insane quality come from?

Right now, I'm just trying to take it one day at a time and be open to the possibility that I am exactly where I need to be.