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Friday, 30 January 2026

The Therapist I am becoming, and the one I used to be...

December morning walks are a time for me to contemplate. I mentally go through various aspects of my life at a first come first serve basis. Sometimes observing, at other times analysing whichever aspect of my life my monkey brain has brought up that day. Like a devoted disciple, I just follow the thoughts with my head bowed. 

Today the observation was about how I have evolved as a therapist! 

 How have I changed? 

In the initial few years, I worked with clients in the exact textbook, empathy-detachment manner that I was taught at school. Nonchalant expressions, with a nod here and there. Listening, not sharing. Observing, not judging. Supporting, but from a distance.

It worked well for a few years. 

Though as time passed and as I worked with more and more people, I realised that there is this human side to me that I did not wish to ignore anymore. The side that had thoughts and experiences, similar to my clients. 

I consciously altered my working style. 

I still remained empathetic and objective, but I also became more real. I shared examples out of my personal journey and recommended tools that I had used on myself. (Yes, I am constantly working on self-improvement and often test tool on myself before sharing them with my clients). 

Since years now, everyday during my morning meditation, I share my intent with the universe. It changes depending on the lesson that I am trying to learn during that particular phase of my life. With my working approach changing, my intent became a request to let my paths be crossed with the people who are my soul tribe- the ones whose journeys I’m supposed to be a part of. This intent has made me more conscious of the kind of work I want to do and the impact my work would make. 

I also started offering the so-called-free-discovery-calls before deciding to take on a client or not. As a self-employed person, that may come across as a gross economical error, but for me it was and still is an investment I make. I now focus on quality not quantity. Not quality of the client’s issue or my skills, but the quality of impact my services could make in a client’s life. 

On more than one occasion I have refused to take on someone as a client after the initial phone call, saying this isn’t my expertise. The honest confession here is- sometime it is truly to do with my skill set but at most times it is a mismatch of interest. I would rather do lesser work with highly motivated people, than a lot of mediocre work filling my sheets. The motivation that I refer to here is the internal fire one can sense in people when they are wanting to make a change, the desire to understand patterns and capability to be vulnerable. 

Clearly stating my intent has also made me abundantly aware of my strengths and weaknesses as a therapist. So yes, I do cherry pick the people that I work with. It is a suggestion I would extend to other therapists as well, because when I decide to work with a client, I mentally make a commitment to myself to support them to the best of my ability. This commitment is not voiced to the client, of course. But it is a promise to myself, to the other fellow human (client) and to the community in general to do what I would expect a professional to do for me if I was in such a situation. 

To support how I would like to be supported. 

If you are one of those people that I redirected to someone else, I want you to know that it was with the best of intentions. Not because I did not want to support you, but because I recognised my incapability in supporting you the way you needed. I hope you did find the right help, and are in a better place for that. 

And if you are someone, I am working with or have worked in the past, then I would like you to know that it has truly been an honour to be a part of your journey, your story, your pain and strength. I take pride in remembering my clients from even a decade ago, and that’s because I am committed to them in many ways that I am not professionally allowed to share. I do think about their pain, even when active therapy has stopped. I wonder what progress they made, and how life has panned out for them. I secretly also hope to get messages with updates, which I realistically know wouldn’t come. I cherish the privilege to be amongst a handful of people one thinks of during a tough phase, and understand the responsibility that comes with it.
As I sit with all of this, I am reminded that this work is so much more than techniques and tools. It’s two humans meeting each other in the space between who we are and who we are trying to become. We are all both student and teacher, observer and observed, healer and healing. If something in this reflection touched you, or whether you’re someone I’ve worked with or simply someone walking their own path, I would truly love to hear what out of my reflections stayed with you. 

Words often echo in ways we may not realise.