08/28/2026
During intense times, we are often reactive state and just try to go at the fastest pace possible. I was thinking about this recently and remembered a time when I was on the verge of a major transition, and the way I figured out how to go at my own pace.
This happened when I was a trainee therapist. Traineeships typically last three semesters, and I was about to begin my last one. My counseling center had a goodbye circle at the start of the semester to welcome new trainees and to begin saying goodbye to "seniors" who would be moving on.
As I sat in the circle and each last-semester person shared one by one, I felt an increasing tightness in my arms. I knew I had to say goodbye, but I had no idea what to say.
On top of that tension, I also felt confused. It's usually not hard for me to find words. I was an English major in college, I worked as an editor for 12 years ~ words are usually there when I need them. But that day, they weren't.
Finally, everyone else had spoken and it was my turn.
And I said, "I've been sitting here trying to find the words, and I don't know what to say."
Therapists are notoriously good at tolerating silence and because I was in a yurt full of therapists, there was a lot of space to just be.
We stayed quiet for a while, and then the words came out: "I guess the truest thing I can say is that I'm not ready to say goodbye."
After a few moments, the director said, "Well, you don't have to say goodbye. You can stay another semester."
Once I heard those words and had that permission, I understood: I simply was not ready to go. I was so used to pushing myself to do things at an “advanced” pace. It was healing to realize that I could go slower and not be judged or feel ashamed. I could be “late” and “behind schedule.”
So, I said, "Well, then I guess I'm staying."
It was so simple and such a relief. Instead of pretending I was ready, I could go at my own pace.
Maybe you can, too ❤️
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