I am going to NoJoMo! in Das Book

I don’t know if I will follow the prompts.

I don’t know that I will write much each day. I do hope to write every day, though.

I am starting a day late, which is classic, as I am typically two minutes late to everything in my life.

My husband and I are in the midst of embarking on our own counseling private practice. It is an intimidating venture! So far I have 3 clients - one who is die-hard consistent. Two who come when they come rather than scheduling every week.

It feels REALLY GOOD to be out of the corporate therapy world! It feels REALLY SCARY to have to rely on my own…everything… to connect with clients. So much fear, and shame, waves of both, this fear that we won’t make it, won’t be able to feed ourselves or pay our rent, that we will have to ask for help. Some of these feelings move toward despair. I know very few therapists are rolling around in fat stacks of cash. I certainly didn’t choose this career in order to become rich. But will we be able to be OK? Buy fancy cheese once in awhile? Care for children? Feel secure in our housing?