The Chair Across From Me: A Therapist's Whisper to Another
In the quiet corners of therapy rooms, where tears are shed and truths are spoken, there sits a special kind of person—the therapist. Often calm, reflective, and full of empathy, therapists are the emotional anchors for so many. But who anchors them? This blog is a tribute to the ones who listen for a living. It’s a letter, really—from one therapist to another. A moment to pause and remember: behind every reassuring nod and grounded breath, there’s a human being doing sacred, soul-stretching work. As therapists, we spend our days sitting across from people who are brave enough to share their inner worlds. We hold stories full of grief, rage, shame, love, confusion, and hope. We witness resilience in its rawest forms and silently offer safety in every session. But what we don’t often talk about is the emotional labor of being that safe space. The days when we walk out of the therapy room and feel heavy. The moments when someone’s story echoes too loudly in our own heart. The silent pres...