“Anyone entering on a way of life that will involve hearing other people’s secrets must become aware of the deeply ambivalent element present in his or her motivation: the desire for power over other people that priests, teachers, psychiatrists, and many others are so often afraid to admit to themselves. People are going to put their hearts in your hands again and again, and unless you face the massive dangers at work here—recognize that you are probably the sort of person who needs to see the hearts of others—the consequences will be destructive. You won’t know how much damage you can do.”
-Rowan Williams, Former Archbishop of Canterbury
Death is inevitable so what is the point of my job as a psychotherapist?(especially since I work with felons who have literally destroyed the lives others).Is it too keep people happy while they are alive? Some of my colleagues seem to have joined this profession for narcissistic reasons. The client is not important. The therapists have a deep seated desire for power over others because of their own personal insecurities. I often become angry when I witness the work of other therapists in my office. Some of my colleagues create decorated and almost comical interpretations of their clients that would be impossible to support scientifically. If my colleagues do not have an interest in procuring therapy scientifically, are they out for their client’s best interest or their own personal interests? My job creates tremendous stress for me because of the anger that I have developed towards other therapists in the office. Anytime I attempt to confront them on apparent mistakes in a session, they immediately become defensive and try to rally my supervisor against me. I’ve come to realize that it is not worth the trouble. I’m now silent at work. I no longer want to go to lunch with my coworkers nor do I contribute to workplace meetings. The meaning behind my work is lost.