On an honest note, I don't believe anyone wakes up one day and simply decides to become a therapist. The reasons often given for why people choose to become therapists—such as having a family member struggle with mental illness, wanting to raise awareness about mental health, or aspiring to help others—are valid and commendable. However, I think these reasons often mask deeper motivations.
When a family member struggles with mental illness, it can disrupt our own sense of reality, causing discomfort and confusion. The lack of mental health awareness in one's country might make personal challenges more difficult to navigate. Those who felt unsupported during their own struggles might choose to help others to provide the support they themselves lacked.
At the core, many who enter these professions were seeking an anchor in a sea of confusion, trying to make sense of their own suffering. Often, these individuals come from backgrounds of abuse, whether they recognize it or not. They might have already played roles as surrogate partners or therapists for their primary caregivers, becoming highly attuned to others' problems and adept at finding solutions.
These individuals learned to be empathetic and attuned to the emotions of others, sometimes at the expense of their own feelings. They may have endured immense suffering and now feel that helping others is the only way to alleviate their own pain. In doing so, they often forget that they too need the same help, understanding, compassion, and security they offer to others.
I hope we all come to recognize this truth and extend the same kindness and support to those who dedicate their lives to helping others.
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