Two Paths

In a world of choices, I stood at the gate

Two paths before me, a twist of fate

With hope in my heart and dreams in my eyes

I chose a direction, under certain skies

Two choices, me, two! A moment so rare

A chance to decide, to venture, to dare

But now, as I walk, the road fuels wrong

My judgment faltered, the journey seems long

Yet in this misstep, a lesson unfolds

In the stories of life, not all paths are gold

Even in error, there’s wisdom to gain

In the dance of decisions, both joy and pain

I’ll tread this path with courage anew

Embrace the unknown, let growth ensue

For choices are many, and life is a maze

I’ll find my way through these uncertain days

Before I started my internship, I was decided between two different places. Looking back, I wish I had chosen the other choice. The one that seemed more difficult at the time. Instead, I ended up choosing the clinical internship route. I'm not really even sure if I feel this was the wrong choice anymore, as this poem was written a while ago. I can think of several current clients that I've not only saved from abuse and neglect, but pulled out of very dark places of suicidal ideation and more. This path I chose, may have ended up being the most stressful path for me, but I've done a lot of good here. I've learned a lot about being a therapist, what I want to do once I'm done with school, what social issues need to be changed, and more. I've gained a ton of experience from this place. So I have to say that it was not a mistake. I followed my gut, and again, although stressful, it's giving me power and more drive to continue.

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