Hopes, Dreams
and Major Setbacks.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

I try not to use my blog (or any part of my life for that matter) to complain, but this post feels like it needs to be written... I'm afraid I have suffered (for lack of a better word) a setback. After finishing close to five years of graduate school, a yearlong internship providing therapy to chronically mentally ill clients, garnering both experience and recommendations aplenty, I have been told (by a fancy shmancy board that has the power to grant my licensure as a clinical therapist in this state) that I have to take ONE more credit in five - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 - more classes. FIVE.

You can probably imagine my disappointment and shock. I have two amazing job offers that are contingent on this license. I met with the director of the board today - and, on a side note, he might be the kindest gentleman I've ever met which, unfortunately, makes it very difficult to feel anything other than warmth towards him. It's nothing personal, no deficiencies in my transcripts or experience or person (thankfully), yada yada yada, BUT there are different legal requirements in my new state of Nevada vs my beloved Washington. End of story.

I can cry - and, trust me, I did. I can be disappointed and frustrated and even angry, but I don't know how that will serve me at this point. I have now officially jumped into action mode and am getting a plan of action into place. However, I'll be honest, this setback is incredibly hard to swallow because I thought I was done. Signed, sealed, delivered done with school forever. And now I'm being told I have to take one extra credit (don't even get me started on how I will do this when most classes are three or four credits) in five classes I have ALREADY taken.

The good news? Barbeque Pirate's Booty and episodes of Nurse Jackie have helped. My friends, boyfriend, family, professors, future employers, former classmates and cats who live next door have offered an incredible amount of support. The even better news? In the grand scheme of things, this is really minor. Oh, and guess what? I'm a tough cookie. Very best news? There is a fire and a drive in me that I haven't felt in a long time. This is what I want to do and I know it like I know my name. As my trainer texted me a couple days ago, "This is what you were born to do and when that's the case, well, you're stuck giving the world this gift no matter what glitch you face." (Thank you, Nancy. I keep reminding myself this.)

Thanks for all the facebook and twitter love, texts, emails, calls and hugs. From hear on out, it's nothing but Eye of the Tiger, folks.


  1. AH! Kathleen, I'm so sorry....that suuuuuuuck so bad. I will begin my master's program for the very same thing next fall. It sucks to think you are done forever and then...not be. You'll get through this, though. It will be just fine!!!

  2. So sorry about this setback, but your drive and tenacity are inspiring.

  3. I'm here if you need me. I would write more, but if I do, I'm afraid I might just spew a stream of curses that wouldn't serve any of us well.


  4. The set back sucks, but your trainer's quote is right on. Can I borrow it? I promise to give it back. :)

  5. Awww what a bummer. I would most definitely be crying and leaning on my friends and eating way too much Pirates Booty too :( so sorry to hear Kathleen. Just keep letting that passion drive you to the finish line, and stay positive!

  6. That sucks, lady! I'm sorry you have to deal with that, I can't imagine how frustrating this must be. I'm here for you, friend!