I’m going to try really hard to keep this from being a post about how seriously bad ass I am.
Really hard.
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I’m going to try really hard to keep this from being a post about how seriously bad ass I am. Really hard. So here recently, I had to update my CPR and defense skills. I honestly forget just how dumb people can be. And that’s pretty bad, because I don’t necessarily consider myself the brightest crayon in the box, either. I had the pleasure of brushing up on these skills in the presence of Dr. White, and I’ll have [...] So one of the things I’m really excited about in starting my own business is how I won’t be forced (I know I will to some extent) to work with people for whom I have no respect. I could choose not to work with those people within private practice; I’d just be out money. A common issue in psychiatry is boundaries. Most of our patients either have none, or over do it. Each patient is different, so there isn’t really a set of diagnoses who adhere to one extreme or the other, although there are some trends. The kids that tend to hang out with us the longest, however, have [...] So if there is one thing working this long in the system I have worked has taught me, it is that there are a lot of stupid people in the world. Not necessarily low IQ stupid, but just no common sense/no interpersonal skills/oblivious stupid. Through the aid of my good friends, I have learned to [...] Part of working in psychiatry is the inevitable toll it will take on yourself. Transference, counter transference, not to mention all of our own defense mechanisms being thrown at us one by one. And not even beginning to touch on the truth coming from the mouths of babes on harsher tongues than our own. So the 30th was Gay Day. Actually it was Doctor’s day, but since 40% of the physician population is also Gay (at my workplace), I think it qualifies. So I went to a MYTHICAL MUSIC THERAPY CONFERENCE. It was freaking awesome. It also made me realize that probably one of the biggest factors separating me from my kids is my capacity for self care. I packed my bags and jetsetted to XXXXXXXXXX because I knew I needed to. I knew I needed to recharge, [...] |
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