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Over therapeuticized

I have a moment here at lunch to post that I am alive, well, exhausted, and brain over-loaded with a lot of information. Yesterday we learned about narrative therapy and then tried it out with a real problem we are having. My problem is my frustration, which prompted me to acquire another Ugly Doll, this time Target, as he embodies what I imagine my frustration would look like if it took form. I think what does it for me is the single red eye.

I've realized that frustration is a key theme in my life. When I had my aura photographed back in August, there is a distinct line of frustration present in my energy. This year I shall be working on evolving my frustration. Through the use of the narrative therapy technique, I came to realize how my frustration is a compelling force that prompts me to take action, but it also paralyzes me into dwelling and self-misery.

Other school crap

I miss being able to just "be". But I am also enjoying the social aspects. At home I am around the cats 24/7 and after awhile I start to think too much in feline ways. I have been good about not letting the thoughts of Smee suffering horribly consume my every ounce of concentration. I am focused and very present during lectures and activities. I brought my crocheting in during this morning's lecture on law and ethics.

The food situation is nasty, but I am trying to eat what I can from the buffet simply because eating even cheap fast food can add up, plus the fast food leaves me feeling sludge-ish.

Show me the $$, please!

It's not good that on the first day of module the accounting lady said she had no idea I'd be receiving a supplemental loan! No check has been issued to me, so that means on Monday I get to make some important phone calls to find out just where my $20,000 disappeared to. I've not received any indication that I wouldn't be receiving it, so I'm sure it's stuck in the interdepartmental mail or whatever. The more that the money is actually needed, the longer it takes for it to be processed and the check cut.

Internship starting!

Monday is just around the corner which means I will be starting my internship! I won't be seeing any clients that first day, and will be setting up my work schedule. I've heard stories from fellow students already about their clinical experiences with clients, and I'm not letting it make me anxious to hear how things have been; instead I use the experiences they share to learn from, and realize what could be done to help if I experience something similar.

Well, I shall go get a cup of tea and see about resting before the second half of the day starts. We'll be covering structural therapy this afternoon, wrap it up tomorrow before lunch, and then after lunch we start in on epistemology.