(In response to last week’s column)
It turns out there are a lot of angry people on the street. Some are willing to admit it, but most are in denial. I guess that goes without saying due to the arrogance of those who think they do no wrong. Take a deep breath, relax, drive and keep your frustrations to yourself.
Spare the other drivers the blaring of your horn and give your passengers a break from the usual nail-biting, hair-raising experience of riding with you.
Counseling isn’t just for crazy people
The topic I want to speak about today can, coincidentally, be useful to the individuals mentioned in last week’s column, but is taboo in many people‘s eyes. It’s counseling. I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve heard people say “I don’t believe in counseling.”
I’ve never understood that statement. What is there to believe in? They’re not witch doctors and they don’t use voodoo dolls. I know there’s the old stigma that you must be crazy or “plum loco” to see a counselor — wrong.
There are people who really need to see someone to cope with life or who have imbalances, but then there are those who could simply use a little unbiased advice or a non-judgmental ear in which to vent.
For instance, if you have an issue that is keeping you up at night that involves a family member, you usually go to another family member to vent, but that could be considered gossip. Then, that family member tells their version of the story to another family member and it becomes a rumor.
All you have accomplished is creating a larger issue that involves more people. If yours is like my family, that usually creates an argument between two family members who weren’t even involved in the initial issue. Are you following this?
If you just go talk to a confidant, aka counselor, you probably could have skipped right over all the drama. Sometimes, a counselor doesn’t necessarily have do anything except listen and repeat your own words back to you. Just voicing your problems candidly can help you figure things out yourself, although a little professional advice is always helpful.
I think the ones who say they don’t believe in counseling might be the ones who don’t want to hear the truth: that they’re the ones who need to make changes in themselves. You don’t have to be depressed to want to better your state of mind.
I personally think every parent should be appointed a professional to talk to. Raising kids can definitely alter one’s state of mind. How many times have we all said, “My kids are driving me crazy!“ Wouldn’t it be nice if when your kids are older and blame you for all of their issues (and you know they will), you’re able to say, “Honey, I did everything I could to be a good parent, I even went to counseling.“
Bam — now what can they say?
If you still think you have to be insane to get some professional advice, remember this saying: the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. If your situation isn’t getting any better by doing what you’ve been doing, maybe you are a little “plum loco.”
Is it wrong to want to better yourself by any means possible?