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I call it a journal.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Therapy

I want to be a therapist when i grow up.

But I want to be different.

I want to be someone that you can talk to openly.
Without me jotting down notes and digging in your brain to find out what's wrong with you.
I want to comfort.
Tell people it will be ok.
That you are never alone.
That you are worth something no matter what.
That this moment it might hurt, but you can make it through this.
I want to be the listener.
I want to empathize with you.
Cry for you.
Pray for you.
Let you know someone cares.


I don't know if there is currently such an occupation.
But for now,
I'd like to make people feel loved.

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