This is the sentence at the bottom of the “Wild Wacky Wonderful Woman” calendar for February – Suzy Toronto has a great sense of humour!
One of the things I did this week was meet my replacement mental health outreach worker. He’s a psychologist (the former, much lamented miracle-wrangler was a social worker) so I’ll be interested in the different approach he takes.
Of course, he doesn’t know me, and doesn’t know that I’ve thought long and hard about many aspects of mental health and mental illness.
He asked me to think about what my goals were; I was able to pick up my laptop again (just put down after showing him the PowerPoint presentation I’d made to get him up to speed on my psych history, treatment, etc – yes, you may laugh at me) and say: “I can show you them right now, if you like!” I think I may have freaked him out a little – he blinked – perhaps he’s not used to patients making PowerPoints and having documents with their treatment goals pre-prepared.
“Maybe we can go through them in detail next session,” he choked out. Regaining composure, he asked whether I was hoping for a perfect life, a life in which I wouldn’t feel stressed or anxious or down ever again.
Of course I’m not. I’m not an idiot. (I only said one of those sentences out loud; I’ll let you entertain yourself by guessing which one.) It would be nice to live in my dream world, but I understand that’s not going to happen.
It would be nice to live in a world where there was chocolate for breakfast every day; but we don’t live in that world. (Doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy chocolate for supper, though!)
May you find some “chocolate”-like moments in your day today.