Problem.
The name of this blog is rapidly becoming rapidly inaccurate, and my nom de plume with it. I am clearly no longer a reservelist jockey, and the more I am away from the scene, I have less and less to "confess" about it. Also I feel like I am in danger of becoming defined by something I was doing in my past, sort of the way that tattoos that professed love for an ex (Peter and Jordan forever together) can date mercilessly, or hotmail addresses can be rapidly made inaccurate or shameful via the process of time (that means you RickyMartinfan4eva@hotmail.com).
I don't mind being referred to as RLJ as coincidentally, despite not being my actual initials those letters actually do follow in that sequence across my name, (if you include my embarassing middle name that no one knows). However, I don't want to be defined by the title in the way some unfortunates become famous for one thing. Like that Bobbitt guy, who is only known for having his knob cut off. For all we know he may have cured blindness since then, but we will always only know him for his unfortunate penis related mishap.
So what is a girl to do? Start afresh? Stay as things are? Rename the blog?
(Laziness will probably prevail.)
The Cabin In The Woods
3 weeks ago
2 comments:
I completely understand your line of thinking here. In terms of moving forward, the name RLJ may always serve as a reminder of a time that may be associated with feelings of inadequacy and uncertainty. Although it was not all bad I'm sure. However, I have found your blog very inspiring and would have never come across it if it was not for the title and the references to it on Psyclick. As someone currently working as an assistant psych, I have tried x2 to get onto training and have been on three reserve lists for places (so frustrating). I will now be moving on to pastures new into a completely different career path. Your blog reinforced for me that if you don't get onto training you'll be more than OK! There is indeed life after DClin Psy applications! Xx
Glad it helped you, and thats one of the reasons I came back from my blog-break earlier this year. Sure there is probably lots of loveliness about getting on the DClinPsy, but life outside it can be just as sweet too.
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