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There’s a question therapists get asked that most other healthcare professionals never hear: “Why do you charge that much?”

And here’s what makes it complicated: The question often comes from a place of believing that if you really cared about this work, the fee would be lower. As if caring deeply and charging sustainably are somehow at odds with each other. As if choosing this career because you’re passionate about helping people means you shouldn’t also need it to provide you a livelihood.

But those things were never meant to be in conflict. And the assumption that they are puts therapists in an impossible position.

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

I’m so tired of having to justify my rate. I charge $180 for a 50 minute session in private practice. It’s competitive for my area, and honestly, it’s what I need to charge to make this sustainable after years of underpaid agency work.

But I’m constantly asked to explain it. Friends want to know why therapy is ‘so expensive.’ People on social media act like charging anything above $100 means you don’t care about access. Potential clients ask if I can lower my rate before they’ve even met me, as if my fee is a starting point for negotiation.

And here’s what kills me: Nobody does this to other healthcare professionals. Nobody asks their dentist why a root canal costs $1,500. Nobody demands their primary care doctor justify their rates or explain why they don’t see more low income patients.

But somehow, therapists are expected to defend what we charge. To prove we’re not greedy. To explain why we need to make a living.

And I do care. I care so much about this work. I became a therapist because I wanted to help people. But I also have $90,000 in student loans. I pay $3,000 a year for malpractice insurance. My continuing education costs add up to thousands. I have overhead, and rent, and all the costs of running a practice.

This is my career. It’s how I support myself. And I don’t understand why that’s treated like it’s at odds with caring about my clients.

Why am I expected to choose between being passionate about my work and being able to pay my bills?

You became a therapist because you care. That’s true. You care deeply about this work, about your clients, about helping people navigate their pain and find their way forward. That care is real. It’s not performance. It’s not something you have to prove by undercharging.

And this is also your career. The work you do to support yourself. The way you make a living. And careers, by definition, are meant to provide sustainable income. That’s not greed. That’s not a moral failing. That’s what a career is.

You can be incredibly passionate about the work and still need it to pay your bills. Both of those things are true. Both of those things matter. And they’re not in conflict with each other.

But somewhere along the way, we decided that therapists should be different. That if you really care about helping people, money shouldn’t matter as much. That charging a sustainable rate means you care less. That your fee is a reflection of your values rather than simply the cost of providing skilled professional services.

And that puts you in an impossible position. Because you do care. And you also need to make a living. And those things have never been at odds, except in a narrative that asks therapists to prove their dedication by accepting financial struggle.

Let’s talk about what it actually costs to be a therapist. Not because you owe anyone this explanation, but because I think it’s worth naming out loud.

You have student loans. Most therapists graduate with significant debt from the master’s degree required to do this work, let alone the undergrad loans too. That debt doesn’t disappear because you care about your clients. It’s there every month, requiring payment, regardless of how passionate you are about therapy.

You pay for your license. Application fees. Renewal fees. Supervision fees if you’re still accruing hours. Those costs are required to do this work legally, and they’re not small.

You pay for continuing education. Because maintaining your license requires ongoing learning, and those courses cost money. Conferences, trainings, certifications. All necessary. All expensive.

You pay for malpractice insurance. Thousands of dollars a year to protect yourself and your clients. Non-negotiable if you want to practice responsibly.

And if you’re in private practice, you have overhead. Rent for office space, or the cost of a HIPAA compliant telehealth platform. Electronic health records. Scheduling software. A business license. Liability insurance beyond malpractice. Credit card processing fees. Accountant fees. The costs add up quickly.

All of this is required to do the work. And none of it is free. And caring deeply about your clients doesn’t make any of it cost less.

So when you set your rate at $180, you’re not just deciding what your time is worth. You’re calculating what you need to cover all of those costs, pay yourself a livable wage, and stay in this work long term without burning out.

That’s not greed. That’s math. That’s what it takes to sustain a career as a therapist.

And you’re allowed to need that. You’re allowed to charge what makes this sustainable. You’re allowed to build a career that both fulfills you and supports you financially.

Those things are not at odds. They never were.

Here’s what I think is actually happening when people question your rate: There’s an underlying assumption that therapy is different from other careers. That it’s more calling than profession. That if you’re doing it for the right reasons, the financial part shouldn’t matter as much.

But that assumption erases something fundamental: This is your job. This is how you support yourself. And jobs are meant to provide income. That’s not secondary to the work. That’s part of what makes the work sustainable.

You’re not a volunteer. You’re a professional providing skilled healthcare services. And like every other professional, you charge a rate that allows you to do that work sustainably.

The difference is that nobody questions whether other professionals really care about their work based on what they charge. Nobody assumes a surgeon is less committed to helping people because they charge $50,000 for a procedure. Nobody thinks a physical therapist cares less because their rate is $200 per session.

Because we understand that those are careers. That caring about the work and needing to make a living are both true. That being passionate about what you do doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be compensated fairly for it.

But with therapy, those things get tangled. As if your fee is proof of how much you care. As if charging sustainably means you care less. As if you have to choose between being passionate about the work and being able to pay your rent.

And that’s not fair. And it’s not true. And you don’t have to accept that framing.

You can care deeply about your clients and charge $180 per session. You can be incredibly passionate about this work and need it to provide you a sustainable income. You can love being a therapist and also need this career to support you financially.

All of those things can be true at the same time. And none of them diminish the others.

Your rate isn’t a statement about how much you care. It’s a reflection of what it costs to do this work sustainably. The student loans you’re paying back. The insurance you’re required to carry. The continuing education you need to maintain your license. The overhead of running a practice. The livable wage you deserve for skilled work.

That’s what $180 covers. Not greed. Not lack of care. Sustainability.

And you’re allowed to need that.

I know the guilt shows up anyway. I know there’s a voice that says if you really cared, you’d see more people for less money. That you’d make this work accessible even if it means you can’t make ends meet. That your passion should be enough to sustain you, regardless of whether the income is.

But that voice is a part of the narrative that continues to diminish therapist’s value. And you don’t have to listen to it.

You can care deeply about access to mental health care and still charge a rate that allows you to stay in this work. You can believe therapy should be available to everyone and also need your career to provide you a sustainable income. You can be passionate about helping people and refuse to sacrifice your financial stability to prove it.

Because here’s the truth: If you don’t charge sustainably, you won’t be able to do this work long term. If you can’t pay your bills, you’ll burn out. If you’re constantly struggling financially, you won’t have the capacity to show up fully for your clients.

Sustainability isn’t selfish. It’s necessary. For you and for the people you serve.

Your clients need you to be resourced. They need you to have the financial stability that allows you to be present, grounded, and able to do this work without resentment. They need you to stay in this career long term, not burn out in five years because you couldn’t make it work financially.

And that requires charging a rate that supports you. Not just your business expenses, but you. Your life. Your stability. Your ability to do this work sustainably.

That’s not at odds with caring. That’s what makes caring possible.

So when someone asks you to justify your $180 rate, here’s what I want you to remember: You don’t have to choose between caring about your work and needing it to support you. Those things were never in conflict. The system that asks you to choose is the problem, not you.

You became a therapist because you care. That’s true. And this is also your career. Your livelihood. The work that supports you. And both of those things are valid. Both of those things matter.

You’re allowed to be passionate about this work and need it to pay your bills. You’re allowed to love being a therapist and charge a rate that makes it sustainable. You’re allowed to care deeply about your clients and refuse to prove that care by undercharging for skilled work.

This is your career. It’s meant to provide you a sustainable income. That’s not greed. That’s not a moral failing. That’s what careers are for.

And you’re allowed to build one that both fulfills you and supports you financially. You don’t have to choose.

For every therapist who cares deeply about this work and also needs it to provide a livelihood: Both of those things are true. Both of those things are valid. And they were never supposed to be at odds with each other.

Your rate is not proof of how much you care. It’s what makes it possible for you to keep caring, sustainably, for the long term.

And you’re allowed to need that.

Have a question you’re carrying alone? Submit anonymously at thefulfilledtherapist.com/dear-therapist

New Dear Therapist column every Monday. For the questions you’re afraid to ask out loud.

It’s graduation season again.

The social media posts are starting: caps and gowns, names being called over speakers, families cheering in crowded auditoriums. Tassels turned. Diplomas raised. Photographs taken with flowers tightly grasped and smiles that say I did this, and everyone sees it.

The world is bright and loud and full of others’ joy. And for the graduates having their moment right now, it’s beautiful. They earned it. They deserve it.

But for therapists who graduated during the pandemic, this season might feel different. It might hold a quiet reminder of what never happened. The ceremony that was canceled. The stage you never walked across. The name that was never called. The empty space where celebration should have been.

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I graduated with my MSW in May 2020. No ceremony, no walking across the stage, nothing. My diploma just showed up in the mail a few weeks later. I went straight into my first job in the middle of a pandemic and never really had a moment to celebrate all that I had accomplished.

But every spring when graduation season comes around, I see all the posts and photos and I feel this weird grief I don’t know what to do with. I’m genuinely happy for people graduating now. They deserve to celebrate. But I also feel this ache for the moment I never got.

And it feels so small to be sad about a ceremony when the pandemic took so much from so many people. I tell myself I should just be grateful I graduated at all. That it’s silly to grieve a moment that’s just symbolic anyway.

But I can’t shake it. Every May it comes back. And I don’t know if I’m allowed to feel this way, or if I should just move on.

How do I make peace with a milestone that was never marked?”

I know this quiet, because I lived it too. I graduated during the pandemic. My diploma arrived in the mail. My name was never called. And then I picked up the work of being a therapist, without the pause, without the ceremony, without the moment that marked the transition.

So I’m writing this as someone who understands what you’re describing. And I need you to hear something:

It wasn’t “just a ceremony.” And you’re not silly for grieving it.

You earned a degree that arrived in the quietude.

In a time where the world could not hold your achievement, where ceremonies were canceled and milestones were flattened into mundane logistics, your diploma simply appeared in the mail.

There was no name called over a speaker to claim a moment entirely for you. No standing ovation. No gathering of the people who watched you become this. Just an empty thud where celebration should have been.

No tassel turned by trembling hands. No photograph in cap and gown with flowers tightly grasped. No pause between who you were and who you’d become.

Just the soft, strange settling of setting down the student and picking up the work.

And then you became a therapist. You stepped into the work of holding others’ pain. You carried clients through their hardest seasons while your own ungrieved milestone sat quietly untouched.

That wasn’t “just a ceremony.” That was the culmination of years of work.

Late nights. Clinical hours. Papers and exams and doubt and growth. Unpaid internships and supervision you paid for yourself. The slow, hard work of becoming someone who could hold space for others’ pain.

It was supposed to be the moment between when you set down the student and picked up the work. A threshold. A pause. A breath between identities.

You deserved that moment.

You deserved to hear your name called. To walk across a stage. To feel the weight of accomplishment land in your body in real time, witnessed by the people who loved you through the becoming.

You deserved the standing ovation. The photograph. The flowers tightly grasped. The moment that said: You did this. This moment is truly yours.

And you didn’t get it.

The pandemic took so much from so many people. And this (your graduation, your moment, your milestone) was one of the things it took from you.

It’s okay to grieve that. It’s okay to name it. It’s okay to feel the ache of it, even years later, even when graduation season rolls around and the world is celebrating everyone else’s moment.

You’re grieving the absence of a celebrated milestone. And that’s not small. That’s human.

You asked if you’re allowed to feel this way. And I want to be very clear: Yes. Absolutely yes.

You can watch this year’s graduates scroll by and feel genuinely happy for them. You can celebrate their accomplishment without it diminishing your grief.

And you can feel the tender ache of what you didn’t get. The awareness that they’re having the moment you deserved and never had.

Both can be true. That doesn’t make you bitter. That doesn’t make you small. That makes you someone carrying grief while navigating a season that asks you to celebrate everyone else’s.

And that’s hard. You’re allowed to say it’s hard.

You became a therapist to hold space for people’s complicated grief. For the losses that don’t get acknowledged. For the milestones stolen by circumstances beyond their control. For the both/and of feeling happy for others while grieving what you didn’t get.

You know how to validate this kind of loss in your clients. You understand ambiguous grief professionally. You know that just because a loss doesn’t look like traditional grief doesn’t mean it doesn’t count.

But have you given that same space to yourself?

Or did you step straight from student into the work of holding others’ pain, with no pause to acknowledge your own?

Did you graduate in May 2020 and immediately start carrying clients through a pandemic, with no ceremony to mark your transition, no moment to be celebrated, no standing ovation to carry you into the work?

Because that’s what happened for so many of us. We graduated into a pandemic. We became therapists in a global crisis. We went straight into holding the weight of others’ fear and grief and loss, with no pause for our own.

And then we told ourselves it was fine. That it didn’t matter. That we should just be grateful we graduated at all.

But it did matter. And it’s okay to say it out loud.

You’re asking how to make peace with a milestone that was never marked.

And I think the answer is this: You start by naming it. By saying out loud that it mattered. That you deserved the ceremony. That the grief you feel every spring when graduation season comes around is real and valid and not ridiculous at all.

You give yourself the space you give your clients. The validation that ambiguous grief exists. The permission to hold both joy for others and grief for yourself.

And maybe you let this season hold a small space for you.

The world is bright and loud and full of others’ joy right now. Graduation ceremonies are happening. Names are being called. Families are cheering. And that’s beautiful.

And you (the therapist who graduated in May 2020, who never got that moment, who stepped into the work without the pause, who carried others’ grief while your own sat untouched) get to hold a small space for yourself too.

You get to name what you didn’t get. You get to feel the tender ache of it. You get to grieve the ceremony that never happened and the celebration you deserved.

You get to watch this year’s graduates and feel both genuine happiness for them and awareness of what you didn’t get to have. You get to hold the both/and.

And you don’t have to do it quietly. You don’t have to minimize it. You don’t have to tell yourself it doesn’t count.

It counts. You count. Your milestone mattered, even if it wasn’t marked.

So today, this is me calling your name.

I know what it took. The years of school. The late nights. The clinical hours. The doubt. The growth. The believing you could do this even when it felt impossible.

I know what it cost. The unpaid internships. The commute to campus. The sacrifice. The work of becoming someone who could hold space for others’ pain.

I know you did it all. And I know you did it without the moment you deserved. Without the standing ovation. Without the pause between who you were and who you’d become.

You earned this degree. You became a therapist. You stepped into this work during a global crisis. You held space for others’ pain before anyone held space for yours. You carried clients through their hardest seasons while your own ungrieved milestone sat quietly untouched.

You did it without the ceremony. Without the applause. Without the moment that marked the magnitude of what you accomplished.

But you did it.

And today, finally, someone is saying it out loud:

You earned this. You accomplished this. You deserved to be celebrated for this.

Your milestone mattered. Your achievement mattered. The work you did to get here mattered.

And the ceremony you didn’t get? That mattered too.

So today, this is your standing ovation. This is your name being called. This is the moment (late, but here) that says: We see what you did. We see what it took. We see what it cost. And you deserved to be celebrated for it.

For every therapist who graduated during the pandemic and never got to walk across the stage:

Your name deserved to be called. Your accomplishment deserved to be witnessed. Your milestone deserved to be marked.

You’re not being unjustified for feeling the grief. You’re not selfish for carrying the ache. You’re not wrong for wanting the moment you never had.

You’re human. And you’re holding an ungrieved milestone that no one told you it was okay to grieve.

So let me say it: It’s okay to grieve it. It’s okay to name it. It’s okay to hold space for yourself the way you hold space for others.

And today, finally, someone is calling your name.

For the accomplished left uncelebrated: I know what it took. I know what it cost.

And you deserved more than the quietude.

Have a question you’re carrying alone? Submit anonymously at thefulfilledtherapist.com/dear-therapist

New Dear Therapist column every Monday. For the questions you’re afraid to ask out loud.

Today I turn 30.

I’m in Paris, watching the city move around me in a way that feels both surreal and earned. Five years ago, I could never have imagined this. Not because I didn’t dream of Paris or milestone birthdays, but because I was so deep in burnout and doubt that I couldn’t see past the fear that everything I had worked so hard for was nothing like I had imagined.

I’ve been thinking about the therapist I was then. The one working in community mental health with a caseload that never stopped growing. The one who was incredibly passionate about the work and was drowning in the conditions. The one who couldn’t articulate it yet, but knew somewhere deep down that there had to be another way. The one who needed someone to tell her what no one was saying.

So this week, I’m writing to her. To the version of me who was overworked, underpaid, incredibly overwhelmed, and still knew there had to be another way.

Dear younger me,

I see you in that home office. The one you were never supposed to be in. You were hired to do in-person therapy, but by the time you graduated, the pandemic had hit and the office was closed. So there you were—a brand new therapist, fresh out of grad school, learning how to do telehealth for the first time, completely alone.

I see you carrying 35+ clients, sometimes seeing 10 in a day. Canceling plans because you don’t have the energy. Trying to convince yourself this is what you dedicated the last 6 years for.

I see you exhausted. Questioning whether you’re cut out for this. Wondering if this is what you signed up for.

And I see you feeling guilty for even asking that question.

You worked so hard to get here. You love being a therapist. You care deeply about your clients. And somewhere along the way, you learned that questioning the conditions means questioning your commitment to the work.

But that’s not true. And I need you to hear what no one was telling you then.

It was okay to question it.

It was okay to question whether seeing 35+ clients a week was sustainable. It was okay to wonder if being assigned clients outside of your clinical skillset wasn’t the best fit for you or the client. It was okay to ask if this—the burnout, the exhaustion, the constant feeling of overwhelm—was really what you signed up for.

Your instinct to question the system you were working in didn’t make you less than. It didn’t mean you weren’t cut out for this work. It didn’t mean you didn’t care about your clients.

It meant you were recognizing that what you were being asked to do wasn’t sustainable. That recognition? That was the beginning of your clarity.

You needed someone to tell you that you could love being a therapist and not agree with the conditions you were being asked to work under at the same time.

The work you were doing mattered. The populations you were serving deserved access to care. Community mental health is vital work.

And the way you were being asked to do it was breaking you.

Both of those things were true. And you were allowed to name both.

You were allowed to care deeply about your clients and recognize that carrying 35+ people’s pain wasn’t sustainable. You were allowed to believe in the mission and refuse to sacrifice yourself to prove your commitment to it. You were allowed to love the restorative work of therapy and know that what you were being asked to do wasn’t what you signed up for.

Loving the work didn’t require you to accept the conditions. And questioning the conditions didn’t mean you were giving up on the work.

You worked so hard to become a therapist. And you deserved to build something sustainable.

I know how hard you worked to get there. The years of school. The unpaid internships. The late nights studying. The belief that once you were licensed, it would be worth it.

And I know you loved being a therapist. You loved holding space for your clients. You loved the work itself. You cared so deeply about the people you were serving.

But here’s what I wish someone had told you: Your passion for the work was not a currency to accept those conditions. Just because you were new to the field didn’t mean you had to put your time in for burnout. You didn’t need to trade your ability to care for your clients in order to care about your own well-being.

And most importantly, you could want something different.

I know that felt impossible then. Like wanting a sustainable caseload meant you didn’t care enough. Like needing boundaries meant you couldn’t handle the work. Like imagining work that didn’t drain you was somehow selfish or naive.

But it wasn’t selfish. And it wasn’t naive.

It was recognizing that the model you were working in was designed to extract everything you had and call it commitment. It was seeing clearly that “paying your dues” was code for blindly accepting conditions that harm you. It was understanding that sustainability wasn’t a luxury you had to earn, it was something you deserved from the start.

You could build different. And you deserved different.

Not someday when you earned it. Not after you put your time in. Not if you proved yourself worthy enough or tough enough or dedicated enough.

You deserved sustainable work because your well-being mattered.

I know you didn’t believe that then. I know you thought wanting something different felt like you were giving up. That leaving CMH meant you were abandoning the people who needed you most. That building a private practice meant you were choosing money over clients.

But here’s what I know now: You weren’t giving up. You were choosing to build work that honored both your commitment to helping people and your capacity to do it sustainably.

That didn’t make you less dedicated. It made you intentional.

Your choice to leave wasn’t abandoning underserved populations. It was recognizing that you could care deeply about access to care and refuse to be the person whose burnout subsidizes a broken system. You could believe in the mission and know that sacrificing yourself wasn’t the answer.

You deserved work that didn’t require you to break yourself to prove you cared. Not because you earned it by surviving long enough, but because your worth was never conditional on your willingness to be exploited.

This is why Dear Therapist exists.

I created this space because you needed it five years ago, and I know so many others need it now. You needed someone to tell you it was okay to question. Okay to want different. Okay to believe you deserved different.

You needed a place where asking “Is this sustainable?” wasn’t met with “That’s just how it is” or “The first few years are supposed to be brutal.”

You needed permission to love the work and refuse the conditions.

You needed to hear that building something different didn’t make you uncommitted. It made you someone who understood that caring about this work meant caring about the people doing it, and that included you.

You needed to know you weren’t alone in carrying those questions.

That’s what Dear Therapist is. It’s the space I needed at 25 and didn’t have. It’s for therapists who are questioning, who are drowning, who love this work but know something has to change. It’s for therapists who need permission to want sustainability, to build differently, to believe they deserve different and to put themselves at the center of their work.

Every Monday, I answer questions from therapists who are carrying what you carried. The doubt. The guilt. The wondering if they’re cut out for this. The exhaustion. The questions they’re afraid to ask out loud.

And every week, I try to tell them what I wish someone had told you:

That you didn’t have to wait until you were doubting your career path to question whether the conditions were sustainable.

That “good therapists” aren’t the ones who can endure the most. They’re the ones who build work they can sustain.

That your worth as a therapist was never measured by how much you were willing to sacrifice.

That caring about sustainability didn’t make you selfish—it made you someone who understood that constantly running on empty wasn’t dedication, it was exploitation disguised as dedication.

That you could leave CMH and still care about the populations you served. That building a private practice didn’t mean you were abandoning your values. That choosing sustainability was choosing to stay in this work long-term, not giving up on it.

That the voices telling you “good therapists don’t say no” and “this is just how it is” were protecting a system that relied on your willingness to be overworked. And that you didn’t have to internalize them.

That you were allowed to be angry. Not just tired or frustrated, but angry that you were handed a model designed to burn you out and told it was a rite of passage.

That questioning the field didn’t mean you weren’t cut out for therapy. It meant you were clear-eyed enough to see what wasn’t working.

You’re going to make it.

Not because it all gets easier—some of it doesn’t. You’ll still carry doubt sometimes. You’ll still navigate the tension between caring deeply about this work and protecting your capacity to do it.

But you’re going to build something different. Something that doesn’t require you to sacrifice yourself to prove you care. Something sustainable.

And you’re going to create a space for other therapists who need to hear what no one was telling you.

You’re going to be more than okay. You’re going to be in Paris on your 30th birthday, watching the city move around you, and feeling both the weight of how hard you worked to get here and the lightness of knowing you don’t have to keep proving yourself worthy of rest and joy.

You made it. And you didn’t have to break yourself to do it.

If you’re reading this and you needed to hear it too, this is why this space exists.

For the questions you’re carrying alone. For the permission you need to question whether your work is sustainable. For the validation that loving this work and refusing the conditions can both be true.

You’re not alone. And you’re right to want something different than what the field offers.

Questioning whether you can sustain your current conditions doesn’t mean you’re not cut out to be a therapist. It means you’re recognizing what you’re not willing to tolerate.

You can love this work and know that what you’re being asked to do is breaking you. You can care deeply about your clients and recognize that the model you’re working in isn’t sustainable. You can want something different and deserve something different.

You can build different.

Not someday when you’ve earned it. Not after you’ve paid enough dues. Now.

Your work will be better for it. Your clients need a therapist who’s grounded, resourced, and building work that lasts—not one who’s running on empty and calling it dedication.

You deserve sustainable work. You deserve to question. You deserve to build differently.

And you’re already doing the work by asking the question.

Have a question you’re carrying alone? Submit anonymously at thefulfilledtherapist.com/dear-therapist

New Dear Therapist column every Monday. For the questions you’re afraid to ask out loud.

There’s a particular kind of guilt that shows up when therapists talk about money. The kind that whispers you’re being selfish. That you’re supposed to be doing this for the right reasons. That if you cared enough about the work, you wouldn’t be thinking about your own financial survival.

And somewhere along the way, many of us internalized the message that wanting to be compensated fairly for our work means we’re not really committed to the people we serve.

But what if that’s not true?

What if the guilt you feel about needing to make money isn’t about you being greedy; it’s about a system that spent years teaching you that your worth is conditional on what you produce?

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I’m three years post-licensure and I can barely afford to live. I did everything right: unpaid internships and practicum placements, years of supervision I paid for myself while working part-time jobs. I thought once I was licensed, it would get easier.

But now I work at an agency and my income is completely tied to how many hours I bill. If I get sick, I lose money. If clients cancel, I don’t get paid. And that’s before all the hours I spend on notes, treatment planning, coordination calls, crisis management, none of which I get paid for.

I feel guilty for resenting it. I love this work. I care deeply about my clients. But I’m exhausted and I’m broke and I don’t know how to keep doing this. When I talk about the financial pressure, I get told I should see more clients. But I’m already seeing 30+ clients a week and I’m still barely making it. Somehow I feel greedy for wanting to make enough money to live.”

The financial struggle is real, but there’s something underneath it that matters more. Something that happened before you ever sent your first bill or negotiated your first fee.

You were taught that your worth as a therapist is measured by what you produce.

Let’s go back to the beginning. Before you were licensed, before you had clients, before you knew what a superbill was or how to code a session.

You did unpaid internships. You worked practicum placements for free. You provided therapy (real therapy, with real clients, addressing real pain) and you weren’t compensated for it.

And what were you told?

That this was normal, that everyone does it. That it’s temporary, just the cost of learning. That you’re getting experience, and experience has value even if it doesn’t come with a paycheck.

And maybe on the surface, that made sense. You were learning. You were being supervised. You were building skills.

But here’s what else was happening beneath that: You were learning that your labor (your time, your energy, your emotional capacity) only has worth when someone else decides it does.

You were learning that being valuable and being compensated are two different things. That you can pour yourself into work that matters and still not receive payment for it.

You were learning to accept that your worth is conditional.

And then you entered the field.

By the time you finished your training, you were already financially behind. Student loans, years of unpaid work, supervisor fees you paid out of pocket. You’d proven your dedication. You’d done what you were told was the norm.

And then you discovered the payment structure. Fee-for-service: your income is tied directly to the number of hours you bill. No hours, no money. Cancel a session, take a sick day, go on vacation—the income disappears.

And here’s what that model teaches you: Your worth only exists when you’re actively producing.

Not when you’re resting. Not when you’re recovering. Not when you’re doing the hours of work that doesn’t get billed. Only when you’re sitting in a session with a client and the clock is running.

Do you see how this happened?

The foundation was unpaid labor. Years of being told your work has value but not enough value to deserve compensation.

The model is billable hours. Your income (and by extension, your worth) only exists when you’re actively producing sessions someone will pay for.

The message: your worth is what you produce. And when you stop producing, your value disappears.

And then we wonder why therapists feel guilty about needing to rest, why they panic when they get sick, why taking a vacation feels like failing, why the idea of slowing down leads to panic.

The system didn’t just underpay you. It taught you to measure your own value the same way it does: in billable hours and productivity.

You spent years in a system that required you to work for free while calling it experience. Then you entered a model that only pays you when you’re actively billing. And now, when you struggle financially, you blame yourself for not being good enough at navigating it.

Let’s talk about what that conditioning looks like in practice.

When you get sick, your first response isn’t to rest. It’s to panic about the income that just disappeared. Not because you’re financially irresponsible, but because you’ve been taught that not producing means not mattering.

When you think about taking a vacation, instead of feeling excited, you feel guilty about the income you’ll lose and the clients you’re “abandoning.” Not because you don’t deserve rest, but because you’ve learned that your worth only counts when you’re showing up.

You spend hours on treatment planning, care coordination, crisis management (work that’s essential, skilled, demanding), and none of it gets compensated. And instead of being angry about that, you accept it as “part of the job.” Not because it’s reasonable, but because you’ve been conditioned to believe that only certain kinds of work count as valuable.

You’re seeing 30+ clients a week and still barely making it financially. Instead of recognizing that as a structural problem, you wonder if you’re doing something wrong. You’ve internalized that struggling financially means you’re not working hard enough.

Do you see the pattern?

The system taught you to measure your worth the same way it does. And now you’ve internalized its message so deeply that you believe it yourself.

Every time you feel guilty for needing rest, you’re reinforcing the belief that your value disappears when you stop producing.

Every time you panic about lost income when you’re sick, you’re agreeing that your worth is conditional on your output.

Every time you accept hours of unpaid labor as “just part of the job,” you’re perpetuating the model that says only billable work has value.

And here’s the part that’s hardest to sit with: The field needed you to internalize this, because if you didn’t, the model wouldn’t work.

If therapists collectively recognized that their worth isn’t tied to billable hours, the fee-for-service model would collapse. If therapists refused to accept unpaid labor as normal, the system that relies on it would have to change. If therapists stopped feeling guilty about needing financial stability, they’d start demanding it.

The field taught you early (during those unpaid internship and practicum placements, those years of proving your dedication without compensation) that your labor only matters when it produces something someone else values. That your worth is conditional. That being valuable and being compensated are separate things.

And then it handed you a payment model that reinforces that belief.

When you ask if you’re greedy for wanting to make enough money to live, what you’re really asking is: Am I allowed to believe my worth exists even when I’m not producing?

The answer is yes, though getting there means unlearning years of conditioning that taught you the opposite.

Your worth is not conditional on your productivity.

Your worth doesn’t vanish when you take a sick day. It doesn’t decrease when you go on vacation. It doesn’t only exist in the 53 minutes you’re billing.

You are a person with inherent value. That value doesn’t fluctuate based on what you’re doing or not doing. It just is.

The system spent years teaching you otherwise. And now, when you struggle financially in a model designed around that belief, you blame yourself instead of recognizing what the system taught you.

You’re recognizing that a system built on conditional worth was never designed to sustain you.

And that recognition, that willingness to name it is clarity.

This didn’t start when you started seeing clients. It started years before that, in the foundation itself.

The foundation was unpaid labor.

The internships where you provided real therapy for free. The practicum placements where you carried a caseload without compensation. The research positions that built someone else’s career while you survived on loans. The supervision you paid for out of pocket.

All of it taught you the same thing: Your labor has value, but not enough value to deserve payment. Your worth as a therapist is something you have to earn through dedication, not something inherent that deserves fair compensation.

The model is billable hours.

By the time you’re licensed and allowed to earn a living, the payment structure is already set. Your income exists only when you’re actively billing. Rest, illness, vacation (anything that stops the productivity) stops the paycheck.

The model teaches you: Your worth is measured in sessions delivered, hours billed, productivity maintained. When you stop producing, your value (and your income) disappear.

The message: your worth is what you produce.

And this is what you internalize, though not consciously maybe. It shows up in the panic when you get sick. The guilt when you take time off. The shame when you struggle financially despite working 30+ hours a week face-to-face with clients.

It shows up in the belief that if you were just better at this (more efficient, better at business, less needy), you’d be able to make it work.

The problem was never you. The problem is that the foundation and the model were designed to teach you exactly this message. And now you’re living it.

So what do you do with this?

Because I’m not going to tell you that simply recognizing the conditioning makes the financial pressure disappear. The constraints are real, the bills are real, the exhaustion is real.

But here’s what I will say: You get to stop measuring your worth the way the system does.

When you panic about lost income because you’re sick, you can recognize that’s not your intuition—that’s conditioning. Your worth doesn’t disappear because you’re not billing today.

When you feel guilty about taking a vacation, you can ask whose voice that is and recognize it’s the voice of a model that needs you to believe your value only counts when you’re producing.

When you accept hours of unpaid labor without question, you can notice you’re agreeing that only billable work has worth. But that’s not true. All your labor has value.

When you wonder if you’re just bad at making this work financially, you can reframe: I’m not bad at this. I’m working in a model designed around conditional worth, and recognizing that doesn’t make me a failure.

This isn’t about fixing the system overnight. It’s about recognizing when you’re internalizing its logic and choosing not to.

Because here’s what happens when you stop measuring your worth in productivity:

You start recognizing that rest isn’t a loss of value but a requirement for sustainability.

You start seeing that the hours of unbilled labor aren’t “just part of the job” but skilled work that deserves compensation.

You start understanding that struggling financially in an unsustainable model isn’t a personal failure but evidence that the model itself is broken.

And you start building differently—not perfectly, not without constraints, but without the belief that your worth disappears when you stop producing.

I also want to name something else: You’re allowed to be angry about this. Not just frustrated, but angry.

You were handed a training model that required years of unpaid work, then a payment structure that ties your income to constant productivity. And now, when you struggle to sustain yourself, you’re told the problem is that you’re not optimizing enough, not charging enough, not seeing enough clients, not marketing better.

As if the issue is your execution and not a model designed to extract your labor while teaching you to measure your worth by how much you can produce.

You’re allowed to be angry that this is what you were handed.

Because when you can name the anger, when you can let yourself feel it, it becomes harder to keep blaming yourself for a system that was designed to convince you that your worth is conditional.

So here’s what I want you to hear: The problem isn’t that you’re not good enough at navigating this. The problem is that you were taught to measure your worth using the same metrics as a system designed to exploit you.

Recognizing that doesn’t mean you’re giving up. It means you’re seeing clearly. And clarity (however uncomfortable) is what lets you make different choices.

What those choices look like will be different for everyone. Maybe it’s setting boundaries around unpaid labor. Maybe it’s building something outside the fee-for-service model. Maybe it’s finding ways to work within the current model while refusing to internalize its logic about worth. Maybe it’s advocating for systemic change while also protecting your own capacity.

This is hard. Unlearning the belief that your value is tied to your productivity is hard. Recognizing that you were conditioned to think this way is hard. Refusing to keep internalizing a model designed around conditional worth is hard.

But continuing to believe that your worth only exists when you’re producing? That’s harder.

You’re three years post-licensure. You did everything you were told to do. You worked for free during training. You entered a field that pays by the hour. Now you’re exhausted and barely making it.

That’s not because you aren’t producing enough. That’s because you were handed a model built on the belief that your worth is measured by your output, then taught to measure yourself the same way.

And you don’t have to keep measuring yourself that way.

The foundation was unpaid labor. The model is billable hours. The message is your worth is what you produce.

You are not what you produce. You’re a person who does valuable work. And your worth doesn’t vanish when you stop doing it for a day, or a week, or long enough to recover from what this costs you.

Those things were never the same. The field just needed you to believe they were.

You don’t have to believe it anymore.

The question isn’t whether you’re greedy for wanting to be paid fairly. It’s whether you’re willing to keep measuring your worth using a metric designed to exploit you.

When the answer is no, you get to build differently—imperfectly, yes; within constraints, yes; but without the belief that your value only exists when you’re producing.

That’s the work. And you’re already doing it by asking this question.

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There’s a belief in this field that being a good therapist means being constantly available. That your life should revolve around your work. That time off is something you have to justify, and even then, you should feel a little guilty about it.

And somewhere along the way, many of us started believing that our worth as therapists is measured by how much we sacrifice. How willing we are to put clients first. How little we ask for ourselves.

So we cancel plans when a client needs us. We reschedule trips around our caseload. We carry guilt every time we choose our own life over our work. And we tell ourselves this is what it means to be dedicated.

But what if that’s not true?

What if being a good therapist doesn’t require you to give up having a life? What if the guilt you feel isn’t about being selfish, it’s about internalized messaging that was never meant to serve you?

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I feel guilty every time I take time off. I have a trip coming up in two weeks and instead of being excited, I’m anxious about the clients I’ll have to reschedule. I feel like I’m letting them down. And it’s not just vacations. I feel guilty when I make plans with friends, when I spend a weekend with my family, when I take time for hobbies. I’m constantly choosing between my life and my work, and I always feel like I’m failing at both.

Last week I skipped dinner with friends because I had a late cancellation and I felt like I should use that time to catch up on notes. But then I felt resentful about missing out. When I do take time off, I spend half of it feeling guilty that I’m not working. When I’m working, I feel guilty that I’m not present with the people I love.

I know logically that I deserve to have a life outside of this work. But I can’t shake the feeling that being a good therapist means always being available, always prioritizing my clients, always putting the work first. How do I stop feeling guilty for having a life? How do I give myself permission to exist outside of being a therapist?”

I want to start by naming what I hear in your question.

You’re not asking if you’re allowed to have a life. You already know you are. You’re asking how to stop feeling guilty about it. How to quiet the voice that tells you you’re letting people down every time you choose yourself.

And I need you to hear this: That guilt isn’t coming from your clients. It’s coming from a belief system that treats therapists like we’re supposed to be endlessly available, endlessly giving, endlessly okay with putting our lives on hold.

So let’s talk about where that belief comes from. And why it’s so hard to let go.

Because here’s what I hear when therapists talk about taking time off: “I feel guilty.” “I’m letting my clients down.” “I should be available.” “Maybe I’m being selfish.”

And underneath all of that is an internalized message: Good therapists don’t prioritize their own lives. Good therapists are always available. Good therapists put the work first.

But that’s not true. And it was never true.

Being always available doesn’t make you a good therapist. It makes you a burned-out one.

Prioritizing your clients’ needs over your own life doesn’t create better care. It creates resentment, exhaustion, and therapists who can’t sustain the work.

And feeling guilty about having a life outside of therapy? That’s a message you absorbed somewhere along the way about what therapists are supposed to be.

You wrote that you feel like you’re constantly choosing between your life and your work, and that you’re failing at both.

And I want to sit with how exhausting that is. Because you can’t win. If you choose work, you resent missing out on your life. If you choose your life, you feel guilty about not being available for your clients. Either way, you’re carrying the weight of feeling like you’re not enough.

The problem isn’t that you’re failing at both. The problem is that you’re operating from a belief system that makes both feel mutually exclusive.

Work or life. Clients or yourself. Being a good therapist or being a whole person.

But it’s not either/or.

You don’t have to choose between being a good therapist and having a life. You have to build a practice that supports both. That starts with recognizing that being a therapist is a part of who you are, not everything you are.

Let’s talk about the guilt.

You wrote that you feel guilty when you take time off. When you make plans with friends. When you spend a weekend with family. When you pursue hobbies.

Every time you choose something for yourself, the guilt shows up and tells you you’re letting someone down.

So let me ask you this: Whose voice is that, really?

Is that your belief about what it means to be a therapist? Or is that something you learned, maybe in grad school, maybe from a supervisor, maybe from the field itself, about what it means to be a dedicated therapist?

I’m willing to bet it’s not yours. It’s what you absorbed from a profession that often treats self-sacrifice as a virtue and boundaries as selfishness.

Your clients don’t need you to give up your life for them. They need you to be present, grounded, and resourced when you’re with them. And you can’t be any of those things if you’re running on empty and resenting the life you’re not living.

You also wrote something that I want to highlight: “Last week I skipped dinner with friends because I had a late cancellation and I felt like I should use that time to catch up on notes. But then I felt resentful about missing out.”

That resentment? That’s information.

It’s telling you that something is off. That the choice you made to prioritize catching up on notes over connecting with friends didn’t actually feel good. It felt like obligation. Like you “should.”

And when “should” drives your decisions, resentment follows.

So let me reframe what happened: You didn’t choose wrong. You chose from guilt instead of from what you actually needed. And your resentment was telling you that.

You’re allowed to choose your life. Not just occasionally. Not just when everything else is caught up. Regularly. Intentionally. Without apologizing.

You’re allowed to take that trip in two weeks without spending the whole time feeling guilty about the clients you had to reschedule.

You’re allowed to make plans with friends and not cancel them just because work feels behind.

You’re allowed to spend weekends with loved ones without checking your work email.

You’re allowed to have hobbies that have nothing to do with being a therapist.

You were a person before you became a therapist. You had a life, relationships, interests, needs. And becoming a therapist didn’t erase any of that. The degree didn’t transform you into someone who exists only to serve clients. Becoming a therapist was an opportunity to expand your life, not consume it.

And none of that makes you a bad therapist. It makes you a person. A whole person. Which is exactly what your clients need you to be.

Because here’s what happens when therapists don’t have lives outside of their work: They burn out. They become resentful. They lose perspective. They stop being able to hold space because they’ve stopped experiencing their own.

Your clients don’t benefit from a therapist who’s given up everything to be available to them. They benefit from a therapist who knows what it’s like to have a full life, to connect with loved ones, to rest. To be human.

So when the guilt shows up and tells you you’re being selfish for having a life, ask yourself: Who benefits from me believing this?

Do your clients benefit from you being resentful and burned out? Do they benefit from you modeling that your worth is tied to how much you sacrifice? Do they benefit from a therapist who’s running on empty?

Or do they benefit from you being grounded, present, and actually enjoying your life?

The answer is clear, but the guilt makes it hard to see.

Here’s what that looks like in practice:

Guilt: “I’m letting my clients down by taking this trip.”
Question: Whose voice is that?
Answer: That’s the voice that says good therapists are always available.
Truth: My clients will be fine for two weeks. They don’t need me to give up my life to prove I care.

Guilt: “I should be catching up on notes instead of going to dinner.”
Question: Who benefits from me believing this?
Answer: No one. I’ll just be resentful and still behind on notes tomorrow.
Truth: I need connection. I have time on Friday to do the notes.

Guilt: “I feel guilty for not being present with my family when I’m thinking about work.”
Question: What do I actually need right now?
Answer: To be here. To let work be work and life be life.
Truth: I can’t be everywhere at once. Right now, I choose to be here.

This isn’t about never thinking about work. It’s about recognizing when the guilt is running the show, and then making an intentional choice to do something different.

The “always available” standard is impossible.

No therapist can be always available. No therapist can always prioritize their clients. No therapist can always put the work first without eventually breaking.

So if you’re measuring yourself against that standard, you’ll always feel like you’re failing. The standard itself is not reflective of capacity.

What if instead of trying to meet an impossible standard, you asked yourself: “What does sustainability look like for me?”

Maybe that’s taking every Friday off. Maybe that’s not scheduling clients on the day you get back from a trip. Maybe that’s blocking out time every week for something that has nothing to do with therapy. Maybe that’s setting a boundary that you don’t check work email on weekends.

I don’t know what sustainable looks like for you, but I know it doesn’t look like constant guilt and constant choosing between your life and your work.

You wrote that you know logically you deserve to have a life, but you can’t shake the feeling that being a good therapist means always putting the work first.

So let me say this: Being a good therapist means showing up resourced, present, and grounded. And you can’t do that without a life that fills you up.

Your relationships matter. Your hobbies matter. Your ability to rest matters. Your joy matters. Not because they make you a better therapist, though they do, but because you’re a person who deserves to have a full life outside of who you are as a therapist.

And the more you practice choosing your life without apologizing for it, the quieter the guilt gets.

Maybe it doesn’t disappear, but it definitely loses power. When you intentionally create a life that honors all parts of who you are, you start proving to yourself that your clients are okay when you’re not available. That the work doesn’t fall apart when you take time off. That choosing yourself doesn’t make you selfish, it makes your work sustainable.

This is hard. Unlearning the belief that your worth is tied to how much you give is hard. Choosing your life when you’ve been taught to put work first is hard. Sitting with guilt and doing it anyway is hard.

But living a life where you constantly feel like you’re failing at both work and life because you’re trying to do both perfectly? That’s harder.

You don’t have to choose between being a good therapist and having a life. You get to be both. You get to take trips, make plans with friends, spend time with loved ones, pursue hobbies, and still care deeply about your work.

And when the guilt shows up and tells you otherwise, remember: That guilt is not yours to carry. It’s a belief you absorbed about what therapists are supposed to be. And you don’t have to carry it anymore.

You’re allowed to exist outside of being a therapist. You’re allowed to have a life. You’re allowed to choose yourself.

Not someday when everything is caught up. Not when you’ve earned it. Now.

That’s not selfish. That’s intentional.

And your clients will be better off because of it. They’ll have a therapist who knows what it’s like to be fully human.

That’s the work. And you’re already doing it by asking this question.

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Community mental health work is vital. The populations served, the accessibility of care, the commitment to serving people regardless of ability to pay matters deeply.

But here’s what also matters: the way many CMH systems are structured relies on early-career therapists being willing to sacrifice everything. And that sacrifice is often framed as dedication to the mission, as commitment to underserved populations, as what it means to “put your time in.”

So you absorb it. You internalize it. You believe that boundaries mean you’re abandoning people who need you. That saying no means you don’t care about access to care. That protecting your capacity means you’re selfish.

And years later, even after you’ve left, you’re still carrying what that system taught you about what it means to be a good therapist.

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I’m three years out of my community mental health job and I still feel the damage. I spent two years there right after grad school. It was insane, 60+ clients, crisis calls, expected to be available nights and weekends. I was assigned anyone who walked through the door, regardless of fit. I worked with severe trauma I wasn’t trained for, active psychosis I didn’t know how to handle, crisis after crisis with a supervisor who had too large of their own caseload.

I thought I was learning to be a therapist. But what I actually learned was that I had to be endlessly available, that my capacity didn’t matter, that saying no was selfish, and that if I couldn’t handle it, then maybe I wasn’t cut out to be a therapist.

I left burned out and questioning if I had made a huge mistake. Now I’m in private practice and I’m finally building boundaries, but I keep hearing those voices: ‘You should be available.’ ‘It’s just one more session.’ ‘You’re being selfish.’

How do I let go of what that job taught me? How do I unlearn the damage that came from being told that being a good therapist meant sacrificing everything?”

I want to start by naming what happened to you.

You were asked to do vital, important work, work that matters, work that serves people who desperately need it. You were asked to do some of the most difficult work there is under conditions that made it impossible to do that work sustainably.

And the particularly insidious part? Those impossible conditions were framed as part of the mission. As commitment to the work. As what it takes to serve underserved populations.

But here’s what you actually learned: that your capacity doesn’t matter as long as the work gets done. That boundaries mean you’re abandoning people. That being a good therapist means being endlessly available. That saying no means you care more about yourself than the people who need you.

And now, years later, you’re trying to build sustainable work and those voices won’t stop even though part of you knows those voices are exactly what drove you to leave CMH.

Let me say this clearly: The work you did mattered. And the way you were asked to do it was unsustainable.

Both of those things are true. And you don’t have to choose between honoring the importance of the work and acknowledging that the conditions harmed you.

So let’s talk about what happens when vital work is built on a foundation that requires therapists to give everything without considering the cost.

Community mental health serves populations who wouldn’t otherwise have access to care. The work is necessary. The mission is important. And many therapists do meaningful, sustainable work in CMH settings when those settings are properly resourced and structured.

But too often, they’re not.

Too often, CMH runs on chronic underfunding, impossible caseloads, inadequate supervision, and the belief that therapists who care enough will just figure it out. That dedication to the mission means accepting conditions that would be considered unacceptable in any other setting.

When you’re early in your career, desperate for experience, for supervision hours, for proof that you can do this work, you don’t yet know what’s normal and what’s exploitation.

So you say yes to the 60-client caseload, because you don’t know any better. You say yes to being on call nights and weekends. You say yes to working with populations you’re not trained for. You say yes because you think that’s what the work requires. That’s what good therapists do. That’s what it means to be committed to serving people who need you.

But here’s what you didn’t know then: Accepting those conditions doesn’t make you more committed to the work. It just makes you more willing to be exploited while doing it.

And the damage isn’t just what it did to you. It’s what it taught you about what the foundation of your career was built on.

You wrote that you keep hearing those voices: “You should be available.” “It’s just one more session.” “You’re being selfish.”

And I want to sit with how hard that is. Because those voices aren’t just about that job. They’ve become your internal compass for how you view yourself and your work.

Every time you set a boundary, they tell you you could be doing more. Every time you say no to a client who’s not a good fit, they tell you you care more about yourself than about access to care. Every time you protect your capacity, they tell you once you are able to take on more.

Those voices are confusing commitment to the work with willingness to be exploited while doing it.

Setting boundaries doesn’t mean you don’t care about underserved populations. It means you understand that sustainable care requires protecting your capacity to continue showing up.

Saying no to clients you’re not trained to work with doesn’t mean you don’t care about access. It means you’re being honest about what you can offer and recognizing that quality of care is rooted in working with clients that you are aligned to support.

Not being available 24/7 doesn’t mean you’re not committed to your work. It means you understand that burning out doesn’t serve anyone.

But I know that knowing this intellectually doesn’t make the voices stop. Because they’re more than thoughts, they’re deeply internalized beliefs about what it means to be worthy as a therapist who cares about this work.

So let’s talk about how to actually unlearn this.

When you hear “You should be available,” ask: Whose voice is that, really?

Is that your belief about good care? Or is that what you were told in a system that was chronically understaffed and needed you to fill the gaps?

When you hear “A good therapist would take this client,” ask: Where did I learn that?

Did I learn that because it’s clinically sound? Or did I learn that in an environment where saying no meant someone wouldn’t get care because the system didn’t have enough therapists?

And when you hear “You’re being selfish,” ask: Who benefits from me believing this?

Does believing this actually help the populations I care about? Or does it just mean I’m more willing to work under conditions that lead to burnout, high turnover, and ultimately worse care for everyone?

This isn’t about arguing with the voices. It’s about releasing yourself from narratives that were never yours to begin with. About recognizing that they’re not about the work itself—they’re about a system that needed you to abandon your own needs in order to function.

Here’s what I want you to understand: You can care deeply about underserved populations AND refuse to work under conditions that burn you out.

You can be committed to accessible mental health care AND recognize that chronically underfunded systems shouldn’t be subsidized by therapists sacrificing their wellbeing.

You can honor the importance of CMH work AND acknowledge that the way you were asked to do it was unsustainable.

Those things aren’t contradictory. They’re both true.

And the fact that you left doesn’t mean you abandoned those in need. It means you recognized that you couldn’t keep doing that work under those conditions without breaking.

I also want to name something else: The system that harmed you also harmed your clients.

Because here’s what happens when therapists carry impossible caseloads with inadequate supervision and no time to recover: the quality of care suffers. Burnout leads to exhaustion. Exhaustion leads to resentment. High turnover means clients lose their therapists over and over.

So when you protect your capacity, when you set boundaries, when you build sustainable work, you’re recognizing that sustainable therapists provide better care.

The problem was never that you weren’t dedicated enough. The problem was a system that asked you to compensate for chronic underfunding by giving everything you had.

And you don’t owe that system your breakdown.

Here’s what that looks like in practice:

Voice: “You should take this client.”
Question: Whose voice is that?
Answer: That’s the voice of a system that was understaffed and needed me to say yes to everyone so it could function instead of taking on the responsibility to restructure.
Choice: I can care about access to care AND recognize that I’m not the right therapist for every client. Referring out isn’t abandonment, it’s honesty about my capacity.

Voice: “You’re being selfish for saying no.”
Question: Where did I learn that?
Answer: I learned that in a job that framed boundaries as something I should teach to clients, not something I was allowed to have for myself.
Choice: Boundaries make it possible to stay in the work long-term.

It’s not instant. The voices don’t disappear. But over time, you start recognizing them for what they are: internalized messages from a broken system, not truth about what it means to care about this work.

I also want to acknowledge: You’re allowed to be angry about what happened.

Not at the clients. Not at the populations served. But at the systems that rely on exploiting early-career therapists to make up for chronic underfunding and understaffing.

You’re allowed to be angry that “commitment to care” was used to justify conditions that led to your burnout.

You’re allowed to be angry that you were told you were learning to be a therapist when you were also being taught that your capacity didn’t matter.

And you’re allowed to name it as what it was: a broken system that asked you to sacrifice everything and framed it as dedication.

Because when you can name the anger, when you can let yourself feel it, it becomes easier to separate the importance of the work from the conditions you were asked to do it under.

The work matters. And the way you were asked to do it was harmful. Both of those things are true.

Building sustainable work now isn’t about abandoning what mattered to you then. It’s about doing work you care about in a way that doesn’t destroy you.

You can still work with underserved populations, just in a setting that’s better resourced. Maybe you’re in private practice but offering sliding scale spots. Maybe you’re building something entirely different.

Your path is your own, and how you build that work is unique to you alone. You’re building work that recognizes both the importance of accessible care AND the importance of your capacity.

You’re not betraying what you cared about. You’re refusing to replicate what harmed you.

Every time you stand by your decisions, every time you protect your capacity you’re proving that you can care deeply about this work without sacrificing everything to do it.

There is so much wisdom in that path.

The fact that you’re questioning those voices means they’re already losing power.

Three years ago, you believed them. You organized your life around them. You stayed in that job because you thought they were true.

Now? You’re asking if they’re even yours. You’re building work that challenges them. You’re choosing yourself despite them.

That’s active resistance to what that system taught you.

You don’t have to dismiss the importance of CMH work to acknowledge that the way you were asked to do it was unsustainable.

You don’t have to stop caring about underserved populations to recognize that you deserve to work under conditions that don’t burn you out.

You don’t have to choose between caring about the work and protecting yourself.

You survived that job. Now you get to build work that honors both caring about access to care AND your capacity.

That’s not giving up. That’s integration.

The voices might not ever fully go away. But they don’t get to decide anymore. You do.

And that difference? That’s everything.

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I’ve been thinking a lot about what is normalized in this field. The things we accept as “just part of it.” The suffering we’re told to expect, to endure, to survive as proof that we’re doing it right.

And somewhere in all of that, burnout stopped being a warning sign and became a requirement. A rite of passage. Something you have to go through to earn your place as a therapist.

But what if that’s not true?

What if burnout isn’t inevitable? What if it’s not something you have to survive to prove your worth as a therapist?

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I’m two years into my career and I’m already burned out. I feel guilty because I thought I’d last longer than this. Everyone says the first few years are the hardest, that this is just part of paying your dues. But I’m exhausted in a way that rest doesn’t fix. I dread looking at my upcoming schedule. I’m irritable with my clients. I cancel plans because I have nothing left. Is this normal? Am I just not cut out for this if I can’t handle what everyone else seems to handle?”

I want to start by naming what I hear underneath your question.

You’re not asking if burnout is hard. You already know it is. You’re asking if you’re failing some invisible test by burning out this early. Like two years wasn’t enough. Like your exhaustion means you’re weak, or you don’t care enough, or you’re not cut out for this.

And I need you to hear this: You’re not failing. The expectations are.

Because here’s what’s true: burnout is not a rite of passage. It’s not a badge of honor you have to earn. It’s not proof that you care deeply enough or work hard enough or sacrifice enough.

Burnout is your body telling you the truth. That what you’re being asked to do isn’t sustainable. That how you’re working—or how the work is structured—is breaking you. And that’s information, not failure.

So let’s talk about why we keep treating it like it is.

I hear it all the time from therapists: “Everyone goes through this.” “The first few years are brutal.” “You just have to push through.” “Once you get past this phase, it gets easier.”

And underneath all of that is an unspoken belief: If you can’t handle burnout, maybe you’re not meant for this work.

If you get anything from this week’s article, let it be this:

You do not need to accept burnout as the norm.

The idea that burnout is a rite of passage serves a broken system, not you. It keeps you grinding through unsustainable conditions because you think you’re supposed to. It keeps you tolerating impossible caseloads, emotional exhaustion, and work that drains you because “that’s just how it is at first.”

But what if we stopped accepting that?

You wrote that you feel guilty because you thought you’d last longer. Like burning out in two years is somehow not enough time.

But here’s what I want you to consider: What if the fact that you’re burning out this fast isn’t just about your capacity? What if it’s also about the conditions you’re working in?

You’re not burning out because you’re not cut out for this. You’re burning out because the way this work is often structured burns people out.

The expectation to see 35+ clients a week to make a living wage. The back-to-back hours with no recovery time. The administrative burden that adds unpaid hours to every day. The emotional labor of holding space for suffering without space to process your own. The isolation of private practice without support. The pressure to be endlessly available, endlessly compassionate, endlessly “fine.”

None of that has anything to do with you not being able to handle the work. It’s about being asked to do something that’s not sustainable for anyone.

And when we frame burnout as normal, as something everyone has to survive, we make it your problem to solve instead of a signal that something needs to change.

So let me reframe what’s happening: You’re a human being with individualized capacity and needs. And you’re responding exactly as a human would to unsustainable conditions.

Your exhaustion is information. Your dread is a signal. And the fact that rest doesn’t fix it? That’s not because you’re broken. It’s because the problem isn’t you, it’s what you’re being asked to do.

Here’s what I want you to know: You don’t have to burn out to prove you’re a good therapist.

You don’t have to sacrifice yourself to show you care. You don’t have to be exhausted to be dedicated. You don’t have to survive suffering to earn your place as a therapist.

The best therapists aren’t the ones who burned out and survived. They’re the ones who saw burnout coming and built differently before it consumed them.

So what does that look like?

It looks like asking yourself: “What would it look like to meet my financial needs in a way that actually honors my capacity?” Not what everyone else is doing. Not what you think you should be able to handle. What you can sustain.

Maybe that’s 15 clients a week instead of 25. Maybe that’s working four days instead of five. Maybe that’s saying no to clients who drain you most, even when you feel like you should be able to handle anyone. Maybe that’s building in recovery time between sessions. Maybe that’s working part-time in another role while you build your practice slowly.

I’m not saying any of this is easy. The financial reality is real. The pressure to establish yourself is real. The need for supervision hours or licensure requirements is very real.

But here’s what’s also real: burning out two years in doesn’t help any of that. It just means you’re too exhausted to do the work well, too depleted to be present, and too resentful to keep going.

So what if instead of pushing through, you asked: “What would it look like to build work that doesn’t require me to burn out?”

Not someday when you’re more established. Not when you “earn” the right to have boundaries. Now.

What would change if you stopped treating burnout as inevitable and started treating it as unacceptable?

I know what you might be thinking: “But I’m early in my career. I need to build my reputation. I need the experience. I need to prove myself.”

And I hear that, but whose voice is that, really? Your decision to push through until you break doesn’t build anything. It just breaks you.

The therapists who last aren’t the ones who white-knuckled through burnout and came out the other side. They’re the ones who saw it coming and said, “This isn’t sustainable. Something has to change.”

They’re the ones who built practices around their actual capacity, not the capacity they wished they had. They’re the ones who said no to hours, no to clients, no to expectations that required them to override their bodies. They put themselves at the center of their practice, and built out from there.

And you can be one of those therapists. You don’t have to earn it by suffering first.

The guilt you’re feeling? That’s not your intuition telling you you’re not cut out for this. That’s internalized messaging from a field that’s treated burnout like a badge of honor instead of what it actually is: a signal you’ve been taught to ignore.

So here’s what I want you to hear: You don’t have to participate in systemic failures to prove you belong here.

You belong here because you care about this work. You belong here because you’re willing to show up for people in their hardest moments. You belong here simply because you are enough as you are.

But you don’t belong here at the cost of yourself.

I don’t know what your version of sustainable looks like. But I know it doesn’t look like what you’re doing now. And I know you don’t have to wait until you’re completely depleted to change it.

This is hard. Building differently when the narrative suggests otherwise is hard. Saying no when you think you’re supposed to say yes is hard. Pushing back against a field that normalizes burnout is hard.

But burning out is harder. And recovering from burnout is even harder than that.

You’re two years in. You have so much of your career ahead of you. And you get to do that work in a way that doesn’t destroy you.

You don’t have to earn the right to be sustainable. You don’t have to suffer first. You don’t have to prove you can handle burnout before you’re allowed to avoid it.

You’re allowed to build differently from the start.

Caring looks like showing up for your clients AND yourself. Strength looks like building boundaries before you break. Dedication looks like creating work that lasts, not work that burns you out.

You don’t have to survive burnout to be a good therapist. You just have to be willing to build something that doesn’t require it.

And if anyone tells you that means you don’t care enough or you’re not enough, they’re speaking from their own place of pain.

You’re not failing for struggling. You’re paying attention. And that attention, that willingness to name what’s not working, that’s the first step toward building something sustainable.

That’s not giving up. That’s choosing to build something that is true to you.

The question isn’t whether you’re cut out for this work. It’s whether the work, as it’s currently structured, is cutting it for you.

And when the answer is no, you get to build differently.

That’s the work. And you’re already doing it by asking this question.

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There’s a specific kind of grief that comes with a late diagnosis. The kind where everything you thought you knew about yourself suddenly reframes. Where all the years of “why is this so hard for me?” finally have an answer, and that answer changes everything.

For women who get diagnosed with ADHD in their 30s, 40s, 50s, the diagnosis doesn’t just explain the present. It adds a new lens to the past. All those years of pushing harder, trying different systems, wondering why you couldn’t just get it together the way everyone else seemed to. Suddenly it all makes a different kind of sense.

And then there’s the question of what comes next. Because now that you know, you can’t unknow. You can’t go back to just pushing through. Your body won’t let you. Your nervous system won’t let you.

This week’s submission came from a therapist navigating exactly this:

“I am navigating a new ADHD diagnosis as a woman in my 30s and it’s making being a therapist so hard. In the hard, I am doubting if I will be able to sustain this work—mostly because of my newfound sensitivity to burnout. I am struggling, but everyone around me doubts my expression of my struggle. This is so hard.”

I want to start by naming what happened when you got that diagnosis.

Everything reframed, didn’t it?

All the years of pushing harder. All the ways you tried to compensate without knowing what you were compensating for. All the times you thought “everyone else seems to manage this, so why can’t I?” suddenly made sense in a way that was both validating and devastating.

Because now you know. And you can’t unsee it.

What you’re carrying is real, even if the people around you can’t see the weight of it.

Late ADHD diagnosis in women is common precisely because we are socialized to be so good at masking, at compensating, at building scaffolding around the parts that don’t work the way they’re “supposed to.” And then we get the diagnosis in our 30s and suddenly we’re supposed to... what? Keep pretending? Keep pushing? Keep operating like masking isn’t exhausting?

Of course you’re struggling. You just got handed information that reframes your entire relationship to work, to what you thought you were capable of sustaining and more importantly yourself.

Because I hear two kinds of pain here: the pain of suddenly seeing your work through a completely different lens, and the pain of being alone with that seeing.

You wrote that everyone around you doubts your expression of your struggle. And I want to sit with how hard that is.

Because here’s what happens when the people around you question whether what you’re experiencing is real: you start questioning it too. Even when you know it’s real. Even when your mind and body are screaming that something needs to change. The doubt from others becomes doubt in yourself.

You start wondering: Am I making this up? Am I being dramatic? They’ve watched me show up for years. Maybe I am fine. Maybe the diagnosis is wrong. Maybe I need another opinion.

And that self-doubt becomes another weight you’re carrying. On top of everything else.

It’s profoundly hard to struggle when the people around you can’t see the struggle. They’ve watched you manage. They’ve seen you hold space, run a practice, show up day after day. From the outside, it looks like you’re fine. From the outside, nothing has changed.

But everything has changed for you. Because you finally understand why it’s been so hard. And their doubt doesn’t erase that understanding. It just makes you feel more alone in it.

So let me say this again, because I need you to hear it: You’re not making this up.

The people around you aren’t doubting your struggle because it isn’t real. They’re doubting it because they can’t see what you’re seeing. They can’t feel what it costs you to keep showing up the way you’ve been showing up. And their inability to see it doesn’t make it less true.

You don’t need their permission to struggle. You don’t need them to validate what you’re experiencing. You already know what’s true.

And here’s what’s true: you’re finally paying attention to something you’ve been overriding for years. That’s not weakness. That’s honesty.

The sensitivity to burnout you’re noticing? It’s not new. You just didn’t have the framework to understand what you were experiencing.

The diagnosis didn’t create the struggle. It gave you permission to finally name it.

And now that you’ve named it, you’re noticing how much energy it takes to show up the way you’ve been showing up. You’re noticing the cost of back-to-back sessions, the drain of administrative tasks, the constant context-switching, the emotional regulation required to hold space all day. You’re noticing all the ways this work demands things your brain finds particularly challenging.

Of course you’re doubting whether you can sustain it. Because what you’ve been doing isn’t sustainable. Your nervous system is telling you that. And you’re finally able to truly hear it.

Here’s what I want you to know: The way therapy is typically structured (the back-to-back sessions, the constant context-switching, the administrative burden)—it’s particularly challenging for neurodivergent brains. That doesn’t mean you’re not cut out for this. It means that it’s time for you to build your practice around you, not the other way around.

So here’s what I want you to consider: What if the question isn’t “Can I sustain this work?” but “What would it look like to build work that’s actually sustainable for who I am?”

Because the traditional therapy model isn’t working for you, and let’s be honest it doesn’t work for most of us.

What if you saw fewer clients? What if you built in longer breaks between sessions? What if you hired out the administrative tasks that drain you most? What if you specialized in a modality that plays to your strengths instead of requiring constant executive function? What if you worked three days a week instead of five?

I’m not saying any of these are the answer. I’m saying the answer isn’t “keep doing what everyone else is doing and hope you can sustain it.”

The answer is: build something that suits you.

And different isn’t deficit. Different is just... different. It requires different structures, different support, different boundaries around what’s sustainable.

You have ADHD. That’s not a flaw in your ability to be a therapist. That’s information about how your brain works, and an invitation to stop trying to work like someone whose brain works differently than yours.

The therapists who burn out aren’t the ones who acknowledge their needs and build accordingly. They’re the ones who keep pushing past what’s sustainable because they think they’re supposed to be able to handle what the field has told them is the expectation.

I don’t know about you, but one size fits all sounds pretty invalidating and unrealistic. And that’s not a problem to solve. It’s a reality to design around.

You don’t have to sustain work that’s unsustainable.

You get to build work that actually fits all that you are: your capacity, your nervous system. And if that looks different from what other therapists are doing, that’s not failure. That’s wisdom.

The struggle you’re in right now isn’t because you’re broken. It’s because you’re finally seeing clearly. And clarity is uncomfortable, especially when it means you can’t keep doing things the way you’ve been doing them.

But clarity is also the gift. Because now you get to make different choices. Informed choices. Choices that honor who you actually are instead of who you think you’re supposed to be.

You’re not doubting whether you can sustain this work because you’re not cut out for it. You’re doubting it because you’re paying attention. And paying attention is the first step toward building work that doesn’t require you to override your own needs just to show up.

Every therapist’s version of sustainable is unique to them. You might not know what that looks like yet. And that’s okay. You’re still in the reframing. You’re still grieving the version of yourself that thought if you just tried harder, it would get easier.

You get to be a therapist with ADHD. You get to do this work in a way that works for who you are. You don’t have to prove you can do it the “expected” way. You just have to find your way.

And finding your way starts with being honest with yourself about what’s actually sustainable. Not what you wish you could sustain. Not what you perceive other people to be sustaining. Not what the people around you think you should be able to sustain. What you can sustain while still being whole.

This is hard. The reframing is hard. The uncertainty is hard. The fear that maybe you can’t do this work the way you thought you could, that’s hard too. And the loneliness of not being believed makes all of it harder.

But you’re also at a turning point. You get to build work that’s actually an extension of who you are, not who you’ve been trying to be.

That’s not giving up. That’s building something real.

You’re not broken for struggling. You’re aware. And being aware means you can’t keep operating on autopilot. You can’t keep doing what you’ve always done and hoping it will somehow become easier.

But being aware also means you can build something that actually works. Not someday. Not when you’re “better” at managing your ADHD. Now. With who you are.

You don’t have to sustain the unsustainable. You get to build work that fits who you actually are. Even if that looks different. Even if it takes time to figure out what that means. Even if the people around you don’t understand yet.

This is where the rebuilding starts. Not from pretending you’re someone you’re not. From honoring who you are.

You can be a therapist with ADHD. You can do this work. You just can’t do it the way you’ve been doing it—the way that requires you to mask, compensate, and override your nervous system just to get through the day.

The question isn’t whether you’re capable. It’s what you’re capable of when you stop fighting against yourself.

And that difference? That’s everything.

You’re not alone in what you’re carrying.

If you have a question about burnout, boundaries, doubt, or the quiet struggles of being a therapist—submit it anonymously. Every Monday, I answer one question from a therapist navigating the messy, uncertain, deeply human work of trying to help people heal.

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This is the question therapists are most afraid to ask. And the one that matters most.

A question most therapists carry but rarely say out loud. It lives in the space between sessions, in the drive home after a difficult hour, in the moments before sleep when your mind won’t let go.

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I had a client drop out after three sessions and I can’t stop thinking about whether I made things worse for them. They seemed more anxious after our last session. What if I said the wrong thing? What if I pushed too hard? What if they’re worse off now than before they met me?

I know ruptures happen. I know not every client is a good fit. But I lie awake thinking about all the clients I’ve seen and wondering: how many of them did I actually help? And how many left worse than they came?

I second-guess everything now. Every intervention feels like it could be the one that breaks someone. Every session ends with me replaying what I said, looking for the moment I caused harm.

How do you know if you’re doing more harm than good? And what do you do if you think you might be?”

I felt this question in my chest. Because this is the fear that lives underneath everything else we worry about as therapists. The deepest root of the quintessential imposter syndrome thought “Am I good enough?”

Let me start by naming what’s true: if you’re asking this question, you’re probably not making your clients worse. The therapists who cause real harm rarely have the self-awareness to reflect on if they are.

But I know that doesn’t make the fear go away. So let’s sit with it.

Here’s what’s also true: you will never have certainty about your impact. You will never know for sure if what you did in a session helped or hurt. You will have clients who get worse, clients who drop out, clients who never come back, and you won’t always know why.

And that uncertainty? It’s not a flaw in your clinical skills. It’s the nature of the work.

You’re asking a question that has no clean answer. And the field doesn’t prepare you for that. We’re trained to assess, diagnose, intervene, measure outcomes. We’re taught that good therapy produces measurable change. That if you do it right, people get better.

But here’s what they don’t tell you: sometimes people get worse before they get better. Sometimes they get worse because they’re finally touching what they’ve been avoiding. Sometimes they drop out because the work got too hard, not because you did something wrong.

And sometimes they leave because something didn’t land right between you, but what if it lands in 3 months, 6 months, a year down the line?

The beauty and the terror of this work is that you’re holding someone’s pain, someone’s life, someone’s healing—and you don’t get to know if what you’re doing is working until much, much later. If ever.

So of course you’re afraid you’re making things worse. Because you can’t know that you’re not.

But here’s the distinction that matters: there’s a difference between the fear that you’re harming people, and actually harming people.

The fear shows up because you care. Because you know the weight of what you’re holding. Because you understand that your words, your presence, your interventions matter.

The therapists who cause actual harm? They’re not asking these questions. They’re not lying awake wondering. They’ve stopped questioning their own impact.

So let me ask you: Are you asking this question because you’re seeing a pattern you’re concerned about? Or are you asking because one client’s anxiety increased and you don’t know why?

If it’s the former, that’s worth exploring in supervision or consultation. If it’s the latter, that’s the work. That’s what it feels like to sit with uncertainty while still showing up.

Clients get worse sometimes. They get more anxious when they start touching what they’ve been avoiding. They get more depressed when they realize how much they’ve been carrying alone. They leave therapy when the work gets hard, when they’re not ready, when life intervenes, when the fit isn’t right.

We hope that clients will feel safe enough to tell us when something isn’t working. But that doesn’t always happen. And you can hold space for that possibility without spiraling into shame about what you might have missed.

Here’s what I want you to consider: What if the question isn’t “Am I making my clients worse?” but “Can I hold the uncertainty of not knowing my impact?”

Because the only way to practice therapy without fear is to need certainty. And the only way to need certainty is to stop seeing the complexity of the human in front of you.

Your clients aren’t formulas. They’re people with histories and defenses and wounds and resilience you can’t fully see. And your work with them isn’t happening in a vacuum. They’re living lives that include trauma and stress and relationships and systems you can’t control.

So when someone gets worse, or drops out, or doesn’t come back—you get to wonder. You get to reflect. You get to ask yourself what you might have missed or what you might do differently next time.

Here’s what helps: Notice the difference between reflection and rumination.

Reflection asks: “What happened in that session? What was I responding to? What might I have missed? What might I do differently?”

Rumination says: “I’m bad at this. I’m hurting people. I shouldn’t be doing this work.”

Reflection is clinical. Rumination is shame.

And if you’re stuck in rumination, if you’re lying awake replaying every session, if you’re second-guessing every intervention, if the fear is interfering with your ability to be present, that’s not about your clinical skills. That’s about your nervous system trying to create certainty in a profession that can’t provide it.

That’s worth addressing. Not because you’re a bad therapist. Because you’re carrying more than the work requires.

You don’t have to know for sure that you’re helping. You have to show up with integrity, stay curious, be willing to repair when things rupture, and be humble enough to know when to refer out.

That’s all you can do. And it’s enough.

Your clients will get worse sometimes. They’ll leave sometimes. You’ll make mistakes sometimes. You’ll intervene in ways that don’t land, or that land too hard, or that miss the mark entirely.

That will just be the messy, uncertain, deeply human work of trying to help someone heal.

You’re not supposed to have all the answers. You’re supposed to be willing to sit in the questions with them.

The fear that you’re making things worse? That’s not a sign you’re bad at this. It’s a sign you understand the weight of what you’re doing.

And the fact that you’re asking this question, that you’re reflecting on your impact, that you’re willing to wonder if you’re the problem—that’s exactly what keeps you from being the therapist who actually causes harm.

You’re not dangerous for doubting yourself. You’re curious.

And curious therapists don’t make clients worse. They carry the sometimes heavy uncertainty of not always knowing if they’re making them better.

That’s the work. And you’re doing it.

The most isolating spaces I’ve encountered in this field aren’t the ones you’d expect.

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I’ve been in solo private practice for three years and the isolation is starting to creep up on me. I thought joining therapist Facebook groups would help. A place to ask questions, get support, feel less alone.

Last week I asked for advice about a difficult termination. Within an hour, I had therapists telling me I clearly had unresolved countertransference, that I should have referred out months ago. No one asked follow-up questions. No one offered actual support. Just judgment.

And it’s not just me. Every time I scroll through these groups, I see therapists tearing apart other therapists for being honest about struggling. Now I’m afraid to reach out again. I’m not going to be vulnerable just to be shamed for it.

I spend all day holding space for others. But when I need it? I get therapists performing their expertise at my expense.

I’m so tired of feeling alone in a field full of people who are supposed to understand what it’s like to do this work. Where do therapists go when they need actual support? Because apparently, it’s not other therapists.”

This question landed heavy because I experienced it firsthand this week. I posted a free resource in a few therapist groups—quarterly reflection questions I created after my own burnout. Over 600 therapists requested it, most of them genuinely grateful for the support. But mixed in with the heartfelt requests were comments questioning my motives, performing suspicion instead of curiosity, assuming agenda rather than good intent.

It didn’t matter that it was free. It didn’t matter that hundreds of therapists found it useful. What mattered, apparently, was the performance of skepticism over the possibility of good intent.

And that’s the thing about therapist spaces online. The same people who preach “curiosity over judgment” with clients will skip straight to judgment with each other.

Let me start by naming what’s true: you’re not imagining it. Therapist communities, especially online ones, can be some of the harshest spaces to be vulnerable in. And the irony isn’t lost on anyone.

Especially not on me.

This is a profession built on unconditional positive regard, on holding space without judgment, on creating safety for complexity and mess. And yet, therapist spaces are often the least safe places to be complex or messy.

You post a genuine question and get ethics policing. You admit uncertainty and get told you’re not ready for the work. You share a struggle and get a lecture on what you should have done differently. You offer something helpful and get accused of having an agenda.

It’s not support. It’s judgment dressed up as performance. And you’re right to feel isolated and fearful.

Here’s what I think is actually happening.

The field doesn’t just train you to hold space for others. It trains you to believe that needing space yourself is a sign of inadequacy. That good therapists have it figured out. That struggling means you’re not cut out for this.

So when you show up in a therapist space and admit you’re struggling? You’re not just asking for support. You’re threatening the illusion that everyone else has it together.

And rather than sit with their own discomfort, rather than admit that they struggle too, it’s easier to position themselves as the expert who would never make that mistake. To distance themselves from your uncertainty by proving they’re more competent than you.

It’s not about you. It’s about them protecting themselves from the terrifying possibility that they might not have it all figured out either.

But here’s what that means for you: you’re left holding your struggle alone, in a space that was supposed to hold it with you.

The isolation of solo practice is real. You don’t have colleagues down the hall. You don’t have a team to debrief with. You sit with hard cases alone, make clinical decisions alone, carry the weight of this work alone.

And when you reach out for connection, for support, for the simple relief of knowing you’re not the only one who finds this work hard—you get judgment disguised as clinical wisdom.

So you learn to stop asking. You learn to keep the struggles to yourself. You learn that being a “good” therapist in these spaces means performing certainty you don’t feel.

And the isolation deepens.

Here’s what I want you to know: needing support doesn’t make you a bad therapist. It makes you human.

The fact that you’re asking hard questions, sitting with uncertainty, admitting when something is difficult—that’s not incompetence. That’s integrity.

The therapists who are quick to criticize in Facebook groups aren’t more skilled than you. They’re just more committed to performing certainty they don’t feel.

And the ones tearing you apart for your honesty? They’re not protecting clients. They’re protecting themselves from having to admit they’ve been exactly where you are.

You’re not too needy for wanting genuine support. You’re not too fragile for being hurt by judgment. And you’re not wrong for expecting that therapists, of all people, would know how to hold space without shaming.

The field talks about community. But what it’s actually built is a competition. For clients, for credibility, for the performance of having it all figured out.

And in that system, vulnerability isn’t met with care. It’s met with people using your struggle as an opportunity to prove they’re better than you.

That’s not community. That’s isolation wearing a mask.

So where do therapists go for actual support?

I asked myself that same question for years. And eventually I stopped waiting for that space to exist and built it myself. But the truth is, whether you find it in a community, a peer consultation group, or one trusted colleague — finding genuine support in this field requires intention. And that’s not your failure. That’s the field’s.

What I can tell you is this: you get to stop performing. You get to stop pretending you have it all figured out. You get to be exactly as uncertain, as struggling, as human as you actually are.

And the therapists who can’t handle that? They’re not your people.

Your people are the ones who can sit with your uncertainty without fixing it. The ones who ask follow-up questions instead of offering solutions. The ones who say “me too” instead of “you should have.”

They’re harder to find. But they exist.

And in the meantime, you get to stop abandoning yourself by trying to fit into spaces that require you to be less human than you are.

You’re not alone because you’re doing something wrong. You’re alone because the field hasn’t built the structures to actually support you.

But that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve support. It just means you might have to be more intentional about where you look for it.

You deserve to be held the way you hold others. You deserve space to be uncertain, to struggle, to not have the answers.

And you deserve better than therapists who use your vulnerability as an opportunity to perform their own competence.

You’re not too much for needing support. You’re exactly human enough.

Anna Olsen is a therapist and creator of Dear Therapist. She founded The Inner Circle — a community built on the belief that your struggle doesn’t make you less than. It makes you human. thefulfilledtherapist.com/inner-circle

With yesterday being International Women’s Day, this week’s question felt like an obvious opportunity to shine light on the experience of being a woman and a therapist.

Earlier this week I received an entry from a therapist that read:

“I’ve noticed something I can’t unsee anymore. When I’m direct with clients, I get feedback that I’m ‘harsh’ or ‘cold.’ When I set clear boundaries, I’m ‘rigid.’ When I confront, I’m ‘aggressive.’

So I’ve learned to soften everything. I add qualifiers. I smile more. I make my voice gentler. I pull back on my directness.

And it works. Clients like me. Supervisors praise my ‘warmth.’ I get good reviews. But I’m exhausted.

Because I don’t actually feel that soft. I’m direct. I’m clear. I see patterns quickly and I name them. But I’ve learned that if I show up as I actually am, I’m not ‘therapeutic.’ I’m ‘intimidating.’

Why do I have to perform this version of gentle femininity to be taken seriously as a therapist? And how much of myself am I losing in the performance?”

This question names something that so many women in this field carry silently: the constant calculation, the perpetual softening, the editing of your natural directness into something more palatable. The exhaustion of monitoring your tone, your face, your energy in every single session to make sure you’re landing as warm enough, gentle enough, safe enough.

Let me say this first: you’re not imagining it. It’s what you learned you needed to be in order to be accepted.

As a woman in this field, you are trained to believe that you don’t just have to be competent. You have to be competent and likable. You have to be skilled and warm. You have to be insightful and non-confrontational.

You learned early that being one-dimensional wasn’t an option. You had to be everything at once.

The field calls itself a “caring profession,” but what it really means is a profession built on the assumption that women will do the emotional labor of making everyone comfortable while also doing the clinical labor of creating change.

And when you’re good at one but not performing enough of the other? You’re not doing it right.

Too warm and you’re not boundaried enough. Too direct and you’re not empathic enough. Too soft and you lack clinical rigor. Too challenging and you’re not creating safety.

The bar isn’t just high. It’s designed to be impossible to reach without fragmenting yourself.

So you learned to split.

You learned that there’s the therapist you actually are, clear, direct, able to see through defenses and name what’s happening, and the therapist you perform in order to be perceived as “good.”

And the performed version? She’s softer than you feel. Gentler than comes naturally. More accommodating than you want to be.

She apologizes for observations that don’t need apologies. She wraps confrontations in so much cushioning that the impact gets lost. She smiles when she doesn’t feel like smiling. She modulates her voice into something more soothing than the tone that lives in her body.

And she’s so, so tired.

Because performing softness when it’s not what you feel isn’t just exhausting. It’s a betrayal of the full person you brought to this work.

Here’s what I want you to consider: What if the problem isn’t that you’re not soft enough? What if the problem is that the field has confused femininity with competence?

What if the field decided, somewhere along the way, that good therapy looks like maternal warmth, and anything that deviates from that (directness, challenge, clarity without apology) must not be therapeutic?

And what if that assumption has nothing to do with what actually helps clients and everything to do with keeping women in a narrow band of acceptable expression?

Because here’s what happens when you’re not allowed to be direct: you lose your edge. The very thing that makes you effective, your ability to see clearly and name what you see gets dulled in the service of being perceived as nice.

And clients don’t just lose your directness. They lose access to a model of what it looks like to be a woman who doesn’t apologize for her clarity.

I’m not saying warmth isn’t valuable. I’m saying warmth shouldn’t be the only acceptable entry point to being seen as a good therapist.

I’m not saying softness isn’t therapeutic. I’m saying you shouldn’t have to perform a version of soft that doesn’t match who you actually are in order to be seen as competent.

What I am saying is this: the version of you that’s direct, clear, and challenging is therapeutic. It just doesn’t match the narrow script the field wrote for what therapists are supposed to be.

And here’s the distinction that matters: there’s a difference between softening in a moment because the clinical work calls for it, and watering yourself down constantly to be acceptable.

Softness has its place. There are moments when a client needs your voice to gentle, when the work asks you to slow down, when meeting someone with warmth creates the safety they need to go deeper. That’s clinical discernment. That’s using the full range of who you are in service of the work.

But that’s not what you’re doing. You’re not modulating based on what the client needs. You’re performing based on what you think you need to be in order to be liked.

There’s a world of difference between choosing softness as a tool and performing softness as a condition of your acceptability.

One is clinical skill. The other is self-abandonment.

So here’s the question underneath your question: Who are you when you’re not performing softness?

Not who you think you should be. Not the version you’ve trained yourself into. Who are you when you’re not calculating how to make your competence more palatable?

Maybe you’re warmer than you think. Maybe you’re exactly as direct as you feel. Maybe there’s a version of you that’s both, clear and connected, boundaried and present, challenging and warm, not because you’re performing both at once, but because both are true.

But you won’t know until you stop fragmenting yourself to fit the script.

I know what you’re afraid of.

You’re afraid that if you stop softening, you’ll be called difficult. And you might be.

You’re afraid that if you show up as direct as you actually are, clients won’t like you. And some won’t.

You’re afraid that if you stop performing the version of femininity the field expects, you’ll be labeled as not cut out for this work. And some people might say that.

But here’s what will also happen: the clients who need your clarity will find you. The ones who’ve been waiting for a therapist who doesn’t cushion the truth will stay. And the work will become yours again, instead of a performance of what you think it should be.

You don’t have to choose between being effective and being yourself. That’s the trap.

The field wants you to believe that your natural directness is incompatible with being a good therapist. But what if your directness is your gift? What if the clarity you’ve been apologizing for is exactly what some clients need?

What if the version of you that doesn’t smile through discomfort, that names patterns without three paragraphs of preamble, that holds boundaries without softening them, what if that version is just as therapeutic as the one you’ve been performing?

You’re not too harsh. You’re just not performing softness the way you were trained to.

And you don’t have to keep performing it.

You can be direct. You can be clear. You can challenge without apologizing. You can hold boundaries without cushioning them in warmth you don’t feel.

You can be a woman and a therapist without fragmenting yourself into the version the field finds acceptable.

The work that sustains you won’t ask you to be smaller, softer, or quieter than you are. It will ask you to be whole.

And that wholeness? It includes your edges.

You have permission to stop performing. You have permission to be as direct as you actually are. You have permission to let the clients who need soft find someone else, and to build a practice around the ones who need your clarity.

Your directness isn’t a flaw you need to manage. It’s a strength you’ve been taught to apologize for.

You’re not too much. You are everything that you were meant to become.

This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I don’t remember why I wanted to be a therapist anymore.

I know there was a reason. I know I used to feel passionate about this work. I remember being in grad school and feeling like I’d found my calling. But somewhere between then and now—between the insurance denials and the endless documentation and the clients who don’t show up and the ones who do but don’t seem to get better—I lost it.

I go through the motions. I show up. I do the work. But it feels like I’m just checking boxes. The meaning is gone. And I don’t know how to get it back.

I’m afraid to admit this out loud because it feels like saying I shouldn’t be doing this anymore. But I also can’t keep doing work that feels this empty.

How do I reconnect to why I started? Or is losing your ‘why’ just a sign that it’s time to get out?”

I felt this question in my chest. Because I know what it’s like to look at the work you once loved and feel nothing but the weight of going through the motions.

First, let me say this: you didn’t lose your why. You lost your connection to it. You buried it beneath layers of work that were never meant to hold it.

The person you were in grad school chose this path with a vision, a felt sense of what it could be. Connection. Presence. Transformation. The quiet power of witnessing someone’s becoming.

And then the daily reality set in. The insurance battles. The documentation that takes longer than the sessions themselves. The productivity metrics. The endless administrative work that has nothing to do with the healing you imagined you’d be part of.

You didn’t change. The space you were trying to hold your why in was never designed to sustain it.

What you’re feeling isn’t a sign that you’ve lost your calling. It’s your soul telling you that the structure you’re working within doesn’t have room for what matters most to you.

And somewhere along the way, you started believing that if you can’t find meaning in the work as it exists, something must be wrong with you.

But what if nothing is wrong with you? What if you’re simply being asked to return to yourself, to what truly resonates now, not what you thought should resonate years ago?

Here’s what I want you to consider.

Instead of trying to resurrect the why you had in grad school, pause and ask yourself: In this season of my life, in this version of who I’ve become, what parts of this work still make me feel alive?

Not what you think should feel meaningful. Not what looked meaningful on paper when you were choosing this path. What actually, genuinely still lights something up within you?

Maybe it’s the moment a client finally exhales and tells you what they’ve been holding. Maybe it’s the stillness of sitting with someone in their pain without needing to fix it. Maybe it’s a particular kind of work, or a particular population, or even something adjacent to therapy that keeps pulling at you.

Those moments, however rare, however fleeting, are your anchors. Because here’s what I’ve learned: Your why isn’t something you’ve lost. It evolves.

And here’s the truth that no one tells you in grad school: sometimes honoring your why means building something entirely different than what you have now.

Maybe it means a smaller caseload that allows you to actually be present. Maybe it means leaving a setting that demands you choose between sustainability and paying your bills. Maybe it means redefining what being a therapist looks like for you. Fewer sessions, different work, a practice that breathes with the rhythm of who you actually are.

Your why doesn’t have to look like what you imagined years ago. It has to resonate with who you’re becoming now.

You’re not broken for feeling disconnected. And you don’t need to leave the field.

But you are being invited to stop performing the version of this work that’s draining you and return to what’s true for you. To build from the inside out instead of trying to fit yourself into someone else’s blueprint.

The work that sustains you won’t be found by trying harder to reconnect to an old vision. It will emerge when you give yourself permission to listen to what your heart already knows about the kind of work you’re meant to be doing.

Your why is still there. It’s just whispering that it needs a different home.

And you have permission to create that

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This week’s submission came from a therapist who wrote:

“I can’t say no without feeling like I’m failing someone.

A colleague asks me to cover their session. A client requests an extra appointment. My supervisor suggests I take on ‘just one more’ case. And every single time, I feel this crushing guilt if I even think about saying no.

I tell my clients all day long that boundaries are healthy. That saying no is self-care. That they can’t pour from an empty cup. And then I go home and agree to things I don’t have capacity for because I can’t handle the guilt of disappointing someone.

Why can I give everyone else permission to say no, but I can’t give it to myself?”

This question reminded me of my first job in community mental health, where I was endlessly available and always making space for one more session. I wish someone had told me then what I'm about to tell you now.

Because you were taught that being a good therapist means being endlessly available.

Let me guess: somewhere in your training, someone praised you for “going above and beyond.” For staying late. For squeezing in one more client. For being flexible. For being the therapist who always says yes.

And passive praise? It's a more powerful motivator than being asked directly. Being called "the therapist who always helps" will keep you saying yes long after explicit requests would have stopped working.

But here’s what nobody told you: the guilt you feel when you say no isn’t about the person you’re saying no to. It’s about the identity you’ve built around being the person who never says no.

You’ve made yourself into someone who’s always available, always accommodating, always willing. And every time you say no, it feels like you’re betraying that identity. Like you’re becoming someone you don’t recognize. Someone selfish. Someone who doesn’t care enough.

But that’s not what’s actually happening.

What’s actually happening is that you’re trying to maintain an unsustainable version of yourself that the field created and then abandoned you to uphold.

The field taught you that boundaries are for clients, not for you.

That self-care is something you recommend, not something you practice. That your needs come last because you’re the helper, not the one who needs help.

And now you’re stuck in this impossible position where you genuinely believe that saying no makes you a bad therapist, even though you’d never tell a client that saying no makes them a bad person.

So let me say this clearly: saying no doesn’t make you selfish. It makes you sustainable.

The guilt you feel isn’t proof that you’re doing something wrong. It’s proof that you’ve internalized a standard that was designed to burn you out.

Here’s what I want you to try.

The next time you feel that crushing guilt after saying no, ask yourself: What am I actually afraid will happen if I disappoint this person?

Not what you think should happen or what a “good” therapist would worry about. What are you actually afraid of?

That they’ll think less of you? That they’ll stop asking you for help? That you’ll be seen as difficult or uncommitted? That you’re not as dedicated as you think you are?

Because most of the time, the guilt isn’t about them. It’s about you. It’s about the version of yourself you’re trying to protect.

And that version of yourself? The one who never says no? You’re exhausted. And you’re not showing up for your clients in the ways that you want to by running yourself into the ground.

That version isn’t you. It’s an internalized expectation you were taught.

You don’t need permission to say no. But if you’re looking for it, here it is:

You’re allowed to have limits. You’re allowed to protect your capacity. You’re allowed to say no without offering an explanation or an alternative or a long apology. “I don't have capacity for that right now.” That's a complete sentence. You don't owe anyone more than that.

Saying no isn’t a failure of care. It’s a recognition that you can’t care for anyone if you don’t care for yourself.

The guilt will probably still show up. That’s okay. Notice where you feel it in your body. Let it be there. And say no anyway.

Because the only person who needs your permission to say no is you.

The submission read:

“I have a favorite client and I don’t know if I should feel as guilty about this as I do.

There’s one person on my caseload who I genuinely look forward to seeing. When their name pops up on my schedule, I feel a little lift. Our sessions feel easy in a way that others don’t. The work flows. I’m more creative with them, more present, more myself.

I know this probably says something about countertransference or unmet needs or boundaries or whatever. But I also think this client might be one of the reasons I haven’t quit yet. When I doubt whether I’m any good at this work, I think about them and feel like maybe I am helping someone.

Is this okay? Am I doing something wrong? Do other therapists feel this way or am I crossing some line I can’t see?”

I’m just going to call it like it is.

We all have favorite clients.

Audible gasp. I said it.

Instead of jumping into the shame spiral, what if we looked at why we are drawn towards certain people? There are many theories about countertransference and why we connect with some clients more than others, but for the sake of this post, let’s look at it from the lens of working with your ideal client.

What if the reason you have a favorite client is because this client fits within your ideal client population? When you reflect on your caseload and are really honest with yourself, how many clients fall within the parameters of your ideal client?

It’s likely that there aren’t many.

When you build a therapy practice out of urgency and a scarcity mindset, you end up working with people far outside of your niche in the attempt to ensure that you have a full caseload.

But think about that. Think of how many therapists are working with clients that aren’t best fits, and if we all moved towards the mindset of working with clients that are best fits, not only would we have entire caseloads of favorite clients, but clients would be matched with therapists that are best fits for them as well.

So here’s what I want you to do: stop feeling guilty and start taking notes.

What is it about this client that makes the work feel different? Is it the presenting issue? The way they engage with the process? Their level of insight? The fact that they actually do the work between sessions? The way they challenge you? The specific modality or approach that works best with them?

Write it down. All of it.

Because that favorite client is showing you what it looks like when you’re working in alignment. When the match is right. When you’re not forcing yourself into a mold that doesn’t fit.

Now, let me be clear: if your favorite client makes you feel needed in a way that others don’t, or if you’re extending sessions with them, or if you find yourself thinking about them in ways that feel charged or confusing—that’s different. That’s worth bringing to supervision or your own therapy.

I’m not dismissing countertransference concerns. I’m distinguishing between connection that serves the work and attachment that compromises it.

But if what’s actually happening is that you’ve stumbled into working with someone who represents your ideal client? That’s not a warning sign. That’s a roadmap.

The guilt you’re feeling isn’t about this client.

It’s about what this client reveals: that most of your caseload doesn’t feel like this. That you’ve built a practice where ease and flow and genuine connection are the exception, not the standard. That you’re tolerating work that drains you because you’ve been told that’s what being a good therapist looks like.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

I know what you’re thinking: “But I need to pay rent. I can’t afford to be selective.”

I get it. And I’m not suggesting you fire half your caseload tomorrow. But what if you started moving in the direction of your ideal client? What if you built your practice gradually around the work that sustains you instead of the work that depletes you?

You’re allowed to build a practice around the work that energizes you. You’re allowed to get clear about who you serve best and say no to everyone else. You’re allowed to design your caseload so that more clients feel like your favorite and fewer leave you counting down the minutes.

This isn’t about being selective. It’s about being intentional.

This isn’t about abandoning the clients who challenge you or only working with people who make you feel good. It’s about recognizing that when the fit is right, the work is better for everyone.

Your clients need a therapist who is genuinely equipped and energized to help them. And you? You need a caseload that doesn’t require you to betray yourself just to show up.

The clients who aren’t a good fit for your practice are someone else’s ideal clients.

So no, it’s not bad that you have a favorite client.

What would be bad is ignoring what they’re trying to teach you about the kind of work you’re meant to be doing.

Your favorite client is showing you what’s possible. What if, instead of feeling guilty about that, you built a practice where this feeling was the norm, not the exception

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This week I received a message from a therapist who was questioning whether they had what it takes to be a therapist.

My heart broke reading this entry.

Not only for the individual writing to me, but that this has become a theme in experiences for so many therapists. The field is breaking down the very people that were drawn to it in the hopes of helping others heal.

Take a moment to think back to the moment that you knew you wanted to be a therapist. What rose to the surface? Empowerment? Justice? The power of transformation? Maybe you remembered a moment when someone truly saw you, and you wanted to offer that gift to others. Maybe you recognized your own capacity to hold complexity, to sit with pain, to witness healing.

Now imagine the harsh realities of the field wiping all of that away, only to be replaced with self-doubt and self-criticism.

The unpaid administrative burden. The insurance battles. The expectation that you’ll absorb trauma without adequate support. The pressure to see more clients, document faster, produce more, all while maintain the presence and attunement this work demands.

And somewhere along the way, you started believing you were the problem.

What many forget is that this is a narrative that has been instilled by the field. This was never your voice to begin with it. So why adopt it as your own now?

The field will try to tell you how therapy should look, how many clients you should see, what you should charge, how you should structure your practice. But the only way we rewire the field is through changing what we are willing to accept as our realities.

There is incredible power and choice in how you operate as a therapist.

Your practice is an extension of the person that you already are. Your values, your lived experience, your instincts about what people need, your ability to sense when there is more below the surface—these aren’t obstacles to overcome in the pursuit of becoming a “good therapist.” They are the foundation of one.

You get to decide what your caseload looks like. You get to choose which clients are a good fit. You get to set boundaries around your time and energy that protect your capacity to show up fully. You get to build a practice that doesn’t require you to betray yourself in order to help others.

Maybe that means seeing fewer clients. Maybe that means your practice looks different than someone else’s. Maybe it means saying no to insurance panels that don’t value your work. Maybe it means building your entire practice around working with people that genuinely call to you, not the ones you’ve been told you’re supposed to serve.

The questions isn’t whether you have what it takes to be a therapist.

The question is: are you willing to be a therapist on your own terms?

The field needs therapists who refuse to disappear into systems that were never designed with their sustainability in mind. Your clients need you: whole, with boundaries and unapologetic about what you need to do this work well.

You have what it takes. You always did.

My relationship with professionalism has deeply evolved over the course of my career as a therapist. Today I show up as a therapist embracing my full self. I wear the clothing that I actually would wear on any given day, I don’t minimize my reactions when a client expresses raw emotion, and I don’t think twice about my nose ring.

Ahh yes, the mythical nose ring. The amount of time that I had heated debates with myself about when was the “appropriate” time to make that decision. As I type this I am heavily rolling my eyes to myself. As if a piece of jewelry could eliminate not only the credentials I earned, but the knowledge and insight that makes me a qualified therapist.

When I reflect on this period in my life I am immediately drawn to the power dynamics and fear that exist within the field of mental health. Little did I know I’d come to find that I would carry this fear of authority within the field up until the point I was fully licensed. With each new supervisor or professor came this innate response to shrink myself in order to maintain “good standing” in the eyes of those that held my future in their hands.

I had reason to believe this to be true, because I saw it happen over and over again. A peer that questioned a supervisor’s approach during a group consultation in an attempt to collaborate and enhance learning opportunities was quickly ostracized from the cohort. The message was clear: stay in line or face consequences.

This pattern of silencing raises an urgent question: where is the protection for new therapists?

The cost of this conformity extends beyond individual discomfort. In my experience working with therapists who are struggling with burn out, a common thread emerges: many of us are trained within programs where we are assigned supervisors, the very people that are heavily influencing the beginning of our careers, without any voice in choosing someone whose approach is aligned with our own. When supervision becomes a space rooted in molding over mentoring, when it prioritizes industry standards over critical thinking, we learn to dilute ourselves, the very qualities that brought us to become therapists.

There is great power in sharing your truth. To the therapist that didn’t have the supervisor they needed, who made themselves smaller to be digestible to a person in power: I see you, I stand with you.

It’s our turn now. Our turn to supervise, mentor and collaborate with curiosity instead of inflicting fear and control. Our turn to create practices where authenticity isn’t a liability but an asset. Our turn to ask ourselves: what kind of field do we want to build for the future therapists?

The nose ring stays. And so does every other part of me that makes me uniquely fit to support those I am aligned to help heal.

Have you ever felt like there just isn’t a space for you? As therapists our entire careers are based around creating spaces for others to feel safe, nurtured, seen and heard. But what about the therapist? Where is the space for you to strip everything back? To break everything down to your core being. Well, looks like you’ve found it.

Welcome home.

It is your turn to have a space that is dedicated only to you. To honor the complexity of holding space for others, to acknowledge the full person that you are in and outside of session, and shine light to the parts of being a therapist that society wants to hide.

I am hear to amplify your voice, in the hopes that you will find the empowerment and warmth that you so deeply deserve.

With love,

Anna | The Fulfilled Therapist

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