That Voice In Your Head Is A Lying Ho!

Being a therapist is a weird and wild ride. It’s like walking around with an invisible "Tell Me Your Secrets" aura. The moment people find out what I do for a living, I can usually count on one of two reactions: an impromptu confessional right there in the grocery aisle, or a hard pivot and vanish like I just pulled aggro in a stealth zone.

Most of the time, I can shrug it off. Occupational hazard. But when those assumptions walk into the therapy room itself, cloaked in fear and armed with hostility? That’s when it gets real.

Not long ago, I had a session with someone who made it crystal clear they were only there because someone else insisted. Arms crossed. Jaw tight. Body language screaming “this is dumb and I hate it.” I asked a few gentle questions. Nothing invasive, just a little emotional sonar to see where we were.

Then it burst out.

“You’re not better than me!”

The words landed sharp. Not just a defense—an accusation.

I kept my voice even. Curious, not confrontational. “I never said I was. What made you feel that way?”

“You made it your job to tell other people how to live their lives!”

There it was. Anger with a side of betrayal. That’s what they’d been told therapy was—someone up on a high horse, wagging a finger.

I shook my head. “I get why it might look that way from the outside. But that’s not what I do. I’m not here to tell you what to do. I’m here to help you figure out what you want, and what needs to happen to get you there.”

They narrowed their eyes. “So you think you know better than everyone else.”

Oof. That’s the Void talking.

I smiled a little. “Nope. But I probably know more than a lot of people, between the formal training, the professional experience, and—let’s be real—my own epic list of personal misadventures. I’ve made more mistakes than your average bear and lived to tell the tale. That’s what makes me useful.”

That landed. Not perfectly, but enough to loosen something. A breath released. A corner of the armor dropped. Sometimes it just takes one crack in the mask to start a transformation.

Here’s the thing: the Void whispers in all our heads. You're broken. You're stupid. You're wrong. They're judging you. You're failing.

But not every thought is true.
Not every emotion is accurate.
Not every snarl in the dark is a boss fight.

Sometimes it's just an old narrative glitching out.

And when you name it, when you shine a little light on it?
You get to reclaim your story.

That’s what I do. Not command. Not correct. Just co-op the dungeon crawl of healing, one room at a time.

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