I started my last semester of classes last night. Well, not exactly my last. I have two semesters after this, of which I'll be interning at a drug and alcohol treatment center.
So this semester, I will be looking for my two internships. I need to complete 880 hours of interning to become a licensed drug and alcohol counselor in the state of Minnesota. Oh, and pass the licensure test at the end of all of this. But I will stick to today and not worry about that.
The first pre-practicum meeting was cool, but made me a little nervous. I usually make quick decisions and never really end up with exactly what I want. I know in my heart of hearts that this is what I'm supposed to be doing. I just really want to find the exact right place.
I want to work with women. I would prefer an inpatient treatment center. And of course, advocacy. I can do both.
I am not leaning towards working with adolescence, only because I live with some. They scare me a little. I might be really good at it, but I'm afraid that I wouldn't gain their respect enough to have them believe me. I understand this isn't about me, but I don't feel mature enough inside to handle it. I will do well with adults.
I could be totally wrong about this. Watch me end up working with teens! But my heart says inpatient woman's treatment center. Obviously, I've been there, and although my counselor was a man and I LOVED him, I also loved the other women in treatment with me. It is like a family, and I want to help be a part of the miracle.
This is usually the part of my life where I get too close to having something good, and I self destruct. I did it with my teaching degree, I did it with the business that I owned, I've had probably close to 20 different jobs. I am a quitter. I even wrote a paper a few semesters ago with that title.
I obviously have a fear of success, or more likely, failure. But this time, I am going to succeed. I'm finally growing up, and I love everything they has to do with recovery. I know that it isn't all rainbows and butterflies. But the dark side is meaningful too. Not only will I be helping someone, but I'm ever reminded of where I started. What better way to view the first step, every day.
I really am so excited.
There are plenty if treatment centers here in Minnesota. But if anyone here reads this and wants to interview me, contact me! I am so excited to start.
I know the below link is old, but isn't this dude amazing? I started doing yoga recently (at home of course, no fucking way I'm falling in front of people.) There is an app for that! Anyhow, if he can do it, so can I right? I have some other shallow reasons for this, and I'll get to that soon.
A classmate just reminded me of a story I told her last night. I was doing yoga and was in a "box" pose (on all fours) and my son ran by, pushed me over, and screamed "Cow Tipping!"