This evening I had my second and final appointment with a therapist. Not that there was actually any therapy; I didn’t have much choice in the matter. It is required to officially declare myself a Bible major. The results: I’m not ready.
Not that the therapist said that. She was full of how my strengths will come in handy when it comes to working in ministry, especially if I end up going abroad. Apparently, flexibility and practicality are good things.
But that is not the whole story. She also told me what I need to work on. Nothing too huge or overwhelming, but the truth is clear. I’m not ready.
Yet. And that’s OK.
I remember a story that Sean told about when he did his test. Apparently, the test results showed that every single person who took it had “Issues with family of origin.”
Me, too. That’s OK, too.
I’m a walking contradiction. I’m cautious, but rebellious. I am practical in action, but abstract in thought.
That’s normal.
I’m an introvert. I’m overly independent and I keep my cards too close to my chest. Sometimes, I’m indecisive. Other times, I’m impulsive. What I do has everything to with my mood. And my mood changes a lot. I’m always at risk of depression.
At least, this is what the tests say. But it’s all normal, they say.
At the moment, more than anything else, I’m tired. KidQuest takes it out of you.