It’s been a good day and a good weekend. As I wrote about the other day, my therapist made a suggestion that I might be a good addiction counselor. He told me about a program at PCC that will enable me to get a certificate after I’ve taken so many classes, passed a test and worked with in a Therapy setting for so many hours.
After spending part of the weekend researching stuff online about this program and what’s necessary to get the Certificate from the State of Oregon, I decided I was going to head down to PCC this morning and see what else I could find out. I got myself signed up as a student. I was unable to register for classes down there as you must do it online. But I was able to talk to an Advisor who told me that the classes I was interested in were full and there was a decent size waiting list. I was a little discouraged hearing that. I asked him how someone would be able to know if they could still get in the class, even if they were on the waiting list. He proceeded to tell me that it differs from teacher to teacher. He gave me the name of the Head of the Alcohol and Drug Counselor Program for PCC and suggested I stop by and see him for more specific details about their classes.
I headed over to that office and found out that he was not coming in for another hour or so. I was feeling a little discouraged, but decided I had to come back and see the guy. I started to future trip a little thinking that I would have to wait another three months before I could even take a beginner’s class. I didn’t want to wait no more. But off to the bookstore I headed. I ended up buying two books on Addiction at the bookstore. I decided I would need them for my classes, so why not buy them now. I then went and got a sandwich, knowing that my blood sugar level was dropping a little. And back to the guy’s office I headed.
When I got up there, he was talking to someone in his office, with the door shut. After about a 5 to 10 minute wait, the guy left. I knocked on the door, entered and introduced myself. Having read a little of one of the books, I knew this guy was an addict, which made me feel more comfortable right away. I told him that my therapy counselor, had told me about this program and that I was very interested. I sat in there for about 10 to 15 minutes talking about the program. I was so excited when he told me that his policy for any class of his, is that if a student shows up the first day to class, they will be able to sign up for the class. He said there was a high drop rate and by midway through the quarter there are plenty of seats. Everything was coming together.
I almost found myself on the verge of tears again as I just felt like this could very well be my Higher Power’s Plan for me. The doors are opening if I just do my part. I called my therapist and asked if we could meet sometime in the next week or so. I wanted to pick his brain a little and get whatever I could get from him.
I made it to the noon meeting and apologized for not telling the complete story the other day about my sexual acting out. I talked about wanting to look good in everyone’s eyes. I wanted to look like I had everything under control. I apologized and said it was wrong of me not to completely share my ups and downs when everyone else in the room is. I felt myself near tears as I shared. Though I didn’t cry I know there will be a day soon in which I will.
After the meeting I headed to the house and mowed the lawn. Then met Dave for some coffee and Starbucks. We talked for awhile which felt good. We are meeting atleast once a week and talking. It feels very good. I believe for both of us. I shared my thoughts about being a Alcohol and Drug Counselor and what I had done over the weekend and earlier in the day at PCC. He thought it was a great idea. His business mind started to take over and he wondered how a therapist gets clients. I don’t know yet but I know I will get them. People need help sorting through their lives. I will help them. Dave also wondered if I was going to get a CSAT certification and treat Sex Addicts too. I don’t know but said that the thought had crossed my mind.
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