30 Days of Thanksgiving - 25

Over a year ago, I set out on a mission I was confident would succeed. I would hire as many therapists as possible, and I would grow the therapy division beyond anyone’s wildest imagination. I would be promoted to a vice-president role, and I might even be able to cut down on the number of clinical hours I’d work to focus on my administrative responsibilities.

I failed at my mission. I know some of you want to comfort me, but I promise I’m not upset. I’m surprised and sad that I disappointed myself and the people I work with. Thankfully, we are parting on the best terms. And in not hiring staff, I spent my time growing a caseload, which has reinforced a truth that I, for some reason, don’t always embrace.

I’m a really good counselor.

No, really, I’m empathetic and kind and insightful and full of wisdom. I say things sometimes that blow me away in how much they resonate with my clients. Without arrogance, I can tell you that this is exactly what I’m supposed to be doing.

Would I be a good administrator? Eh, I don’t know. I was a good clinical supervisor. My staff adored me. But I was a terrible associate director - budgets and alarm codes were not my jam.

But I know I run a heck of a private practice, managing Kirk, party of one. And the best part is that I look forward to my day-to-day. So, while I’m sad that this chapter of my career is coming to a close on Thursday, I’m grateful to be living and working in alignment with my strengths.