Every once in a while I find myself exhausted from my work life. My job is to provide psychotherapy to numerous veterans that have experienced trauma while in the military. The specific therapies are trauma focused and oftentimes, very intense. I love what I do but it seems that I am the only one providing the therapy. Of course, that is not true at all. So, am I falling apart and are no longer the strong person I have been throughout my life. I enjoy work. I find myself seeing more people than other clinicians. Thinking about the capacity of individuals and groups that I take care of everyday vs. what other are doing. I have lots of other life stressors, like my mother being in the nursing home and no one else (siblings) helping with visiting and/or just checking on her from time to time. O'Neal lives with us and has been some help but lately, he's not doing what he needs to do. I am worried about everything. This is not healthy for me and I realize that I am only one person and can only do what I can...
My work is important but it is NOT my life. My wonderful husband, children, and their families are my life. God has me where I'm supposed to be in this moment. Therefore, I am right on track!
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