Today I received my finalised confirmation letter that states I officially start my training as a certified Counsellor and Hypnotherapist as of next month, and I could not be more happier!
This got me thinking about the life long events I had to go across in order to get to where I am, and let me tell you this, it was not easy.
I’m going to keep this post short and sweet, because this post is not about me, it’s about you.
I started my life thinking I want to be an artist. C’mon, art attack people? Why would I want to be anything else?
Swiftly into the cooking period. My dad is a chef, and my family is full of cooks! My sister being an inspiration of mine when it comes to cooking, she can take any recipe and make it her own! Of course, I also LOVE food! By the way, anyone keeping up to date with the new GBBO?
Enter the Mathematician. I used to love, love maths! It was the one subject I was ridiculously confident in and found it easy to work around. My dad used to do maths with me a fair bit, he would write down a list of sums to answer and the quicker I got at the the more excited I got! I know what you’re thinking, WHAT A NERD! Well, I was. I’m proud I was but now I’m an idiot! (Haha!)
Cue the Scientist era. Yes, I wanted to be a scientist at one point, the whole lab coat, chemicals shebang! I loved it, I still do. I think experimental science is amazing and so interesting and if I had the brain power to, I would definitely still explore the idea of it! Alas, my life plans had changed due to various reasons (I will not bore you with them today).
Finally, my love for Psychology. I haven’t totally lost the science streak in me, nor the maths, as you must know how our much loved statistics is involved in psychology! (too much if you ask me!) My love for psychology first started when I explored the idea of it with my sister as she studied it for her first year of college. I instantly was intrigued by how they explore the human mind. I knew this is what I wanted to do and haven’t changed my mind since.
However, I didn’t start off with a passion in mental health care until I started doing it at college myself. Originally I kept to my scientist period and combined the two. I wanted to be a forensic psychologist, you know the CSI type? I totally geeked out over that show, and wanted to do that for soooo long! I am not even ashamed.
But soon after I realised I had more of a passion and interest in mental health care, and well the rest is history.
My end goal is not to achieve ‘greatness’ or to earn loads of money, mine is to be comfortable and happy with what I am doing. I really want to be a wellbeing pracitioner, however due to unforeseen circumstances I have had to put a pause on that and that’s when I decided to start my training as a certified counsellor and hypnotherapist! Which I could not be more happier to start. I hope to eventually become a wellbeing practitioner, however I currently am at no rush to do so.
I just realised I told a little fib by saying I’ll keep this short and sweet, when in fact it is basically an essay! I do apologise. But, what I really wanted out of this post is for you guys to think about where you are now compared to where you were when you were younger? Are you happy? If you aren’t, what can you do to make it so? Because sometimes something might happen and change your original plan, but that doesn’t mean it is a bad thing, you never know how much happier you will be with it in the end. So, never be disheartened and keep working towards what makes you happy. No matter how big or small something it is, if it makes you happy then you pursue it.