I don’t want to be a healer anymore. I grew weary of helping people, massaging and soothing a troubled spirit, absorbing their pain and suffering, and spending years redirecting them to a manageable change. I don’t want to be a therapist anymore, sitting across from a client who distorts the world and help them out of crisis mode from a one-hour session to the next. I want to take care of my woes, treating my wounds and hurts and befriending my child-within. I want to find a sense of place, discovering the joys in life, and getting good REM sleep.
“The Weary Healer” was first published on The Drabble.
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