Yesterday I went (feet dragging mightily) for my first "therapy" appointment. A good friend had insisted that Pastoral Counseling was the key to "easing my stress level" and I knew that she meant well...so I went. Now I consider myself to be a spiritual person, but I must admit that organized religion makes me nervous.. It probably started when at age 8 I got tossed from sunday school for asking the teacher why there were so many nice people who were not baptized and so many mean ones that were..
But hey, this friend has been a good one and I wanted to keep an open mind..and i knew that she would never leave me alone till I went.
Folks, no offense to youth intended....but I'm a grown woman w/kids....and Pastor "Jimmy" was 12 years old with freckles! OK< I know that he wasn't 12, but he looked it..
His appearance, I'm ashamed to say, was such a distraction to me....not to mention the way he repeated the same scriptures over and over...that I'm afraid that I didn't get too much out of our "session".
Was I being predjudiced? I know that he was a nice young man, but I couldn't imagine him as my t.
Guess I'll have to "pull up my bootstraps" and make myself look for the right professional because I know that I need that support.
First qualification for t - ....at least a slightly receding hairline.....