Ahhhh, Mondays. Looking at your week stretched out endlessly before you and thinking about the next 5 days of back-breaking, mundane labor…. OK, who am I kidding? I’M NOT WORKING ANYMORE! I could say something very deep and meaningful about how I hope I can find fulfillment without being busy 24/7 anymore, but that would just be a lie. I’m incredibly excited about the fact that I’m actually going to have time for a social life, that I’ll be able to get my thesis done, and that I won’t be walking around looking crazed all the time because I’m so stressed out.
With transition usually comes a period of adjustment (at least for me it usually does). This past week I spent doing nothing productive, lounging by the pool, hanging out with friends, etc… It was fantastic, but now I’m kind of wondering what on earth I’m supposed to do with all this time on my hands.
Emotionally I’ll need this “down time”, especially once my client base picks up at the hospital. I’m not an overly emotional person, and to be frank, extended periods of emotional highs and lows just wear me out. In a client-counselor relationship, those emotional highs and lows are there every day, are higher and lower than normal, and keeping it all in that room is difficult sometimes. I’m scared I’ll bring my clients’ trauma stories home with me, that I’ll care too much and it will affect my objectivity, or that I’ll lose my faith in people when I see people who have been hurt so badly. In any case, I’m glad I’ll have the time to process it all.
So, transitions. Yep, this is a transition into a more relaxed, more grounded existence for a few months. Now, how does that make you feel? 
