Therapy

I think I'm called to be a therapist. Lately, I've been sought out by a lot of people that I haven't spoken to for a really long time. I usually end up having really long and deep conversations with them. I find myself learning a lot from them just by listening to their issues or even triumphs. I also feel really eager to listen and give suggestions when they ask for them. In a way, I think one of my prayers have been answered. For a while, I was feeling like I've lost touch with some of my close friends and sometimes felt like no one really cared to talk to me even I didn't reach out to them first. Then all of a sudden, these people that I haven't seen in years or rarely speak you, start facebooking me and IMing me just to ask how I was doing. We then talk about pretty intense and personal stuff that I wouldn't expect. It makes me really happy that they have that much trust in me.

I do feel blessed. Even in the midst of struggle, it's in these little blessings that I'm able to keep moving. I've been noticing that my recent blogs have been really sad and depressing. I think someone told me once that I'm happy one day and sad the next because they read my blogs. I sometimes don't write things down unless it was something extreme. If a feeling I had from a bad situation lingers long enough, I'll most likely write about it. Same goes for something happy. I'm really not bipolar or schizophrenic. lol

Now that I've got that cleared up, haha, it's time for bed!