I’ve been back and forth about whether or not I want to continue in the marriage and family therapy field. It can be rewarding sometimes when I see families or couples changing in front of my eyes, but a lot of times, I see them leaving the room no different that when they came in. That’s when my self-doubt and insecurity speak up. “You’re obviously a bad therapist.” “You haven’t done anything to help these people.” “Everyone would be better off if you just quit.”
These types of thoughts take a toll on you, no matter how confident you may have been at the start. It wasn’t long before I found myself desperately searching for another job, one that had nothing to do with therapy. Now, over three months removed, I’m able to see the situation a little differently. I know that, for a lot of those clients, the lack of movement had little, if anything, to do with me. I was trained as a therapist, not a magician. There’s no magic wand I can wave to make everything perfect. A lot of the work has to be done by those seeking help, not the helper. And if they’re not prepared to do that, therapeutic success is virtually impossible.
When someone needs help, they need it sooner rather than later, and in most cases, we understand this concept. If we’re carrying a big load, we ask for help before we drop it. If our houses catch fire, we call the fire fighters before it burns down. But when it comes to our most important personal relationships, our minds seem to go blank. We forget that sooner is better than later. We wait until we’re at our wits end and can’t stand the sight of the other person to seek help. At that point, there’s little that can be done. The window of opportunity is nearly closed.
Other times, people try therapy just for the look, not for the benefit. People in this category already know they want to end the relationship, but agree to therapy just to say they tried. In a case like this, no amount of work done by the therapist or other party can fix the problem. Therapy turns out to be nothing more than a cover up and a set up. Without truly motivated participants, there is no room for positive change to enter the relationship. This rule applies inside and outside of the therapy room. No one person can save a relationship, no matter how determined. This can be a hard pill to swallow for gung-ho types that see ending the relationship as a non-option. They, like me, may see the end of the relationship as a failure on their part, a definitive flaw in their being.
We are so used to being defined by what we can do, that our self esteem often takes a serious hit when we come across something we can’t do, regardless of the fact that relationships are interpersonal and cannot, in any way, be created, maintained or improved by one party alone. Perhaps when we destigmatize the idea of therapy (which doesn’t have to be administered in an office setting) people will be encouraged to act sooner rather than later.
When things are going well, couples tend to be more social, making their easy love visible, but when things get hard, the barriers go up. They disappear into seclusion, shielding themselves during the most vulnerable and fragile time. That is when we should be reaching out the most, when we’re frustrated, angry, hurt and confused. That is when we should be taking advantage of the rich resources we can find within our parents, close friends, therapeutic professionals and religious leaders. But, because of the shame that our egos make us feel, we deny ourselves the very things we need the most. It’s ok not to have all the answers. It’s ok to love someone, but not know how to make it work. You don’t have to do it alone. It doesn’t have to fail.
~Nadirah Angail
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As an almost-mom, I’d have to say that the hardest decision I’ve had to make so far has been choosing a diaper bag. It seemed like it’d be an easy and effortless task, as I love purses and diaper bags are nothing more than big purses, but my diaper bag search has proved to be much harder than I expected.
I don’t want to pathologize Justmoms. They’re very caring, nurturing, forgiving, and all around sweet women. My concern is that they don’t put nearly as much energy into their own maintenance as they do into their children’s. They become shells of their former selves as their marriages, social lives, self images, and mental states suffer. Consider the research. According to Ariel Gores’s The Mother Trip, mothers are more likely to be affected by depression that any other demographic group nationwide. I doubt that all of these depressed moms are Justmoms, but I’m sure being a Justmom increases the chances of being included in that group.
