Category Archives: Grad school

Thoughts on the graduate school experience

New Status, New Twitter Name

I’ve had two years of grad school to consider how to announce this news and what follows gives you a small idea of how my brain works and how easily amused I am, especially while on sabbatical. I do apologize.

Pokémon style:
“What?
@MFTStudent is evolving!
*evolution music and animation*
Congratulations! Your @MFTStudent
evolved into @RebekahMFTI!”

The Prisoner style:
Intern: Who are you?
Two: The new Number Two.
Intern: Who is Number One?
Two: You are Number 75650.
Intern: I am not a number; I am a free woman!

Doctor Who style:
“Hullo! I’m the Intern.”
“Intern who?”

Phineas & Ferb style:
*Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated theme*
*An agent crashes into Doof’s lair*
Dr. D: “An MFT Intern?!”
*Agent rolls her eyes, pulls out a notepad, and looks thoughtful*
Dr. D: “REBEKAH the MFT Intern?!”

Yes, it’s true. After two years of tough schoolwork, graduation, fingerprints, paperwork, waiting for transcripts to arrive, and waiting, I received word about three weeks ago that the California Board of Behavioral Sciences finished processing my paperwork and deemed me worthy of registration as a Marriage and Family Therapist Intern! Another milestone on the road to licensure reached and it’s time I changed my Twitter handle since I’m really no longer a student.

I’m also in the process of searching for an internship where I can continue earning supervised hours towards licensure, hence my relative silence on the Internet. Hopefully I’ll have some great news before too long!

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So, this happened yesterday…

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World Mental Health Day 2012…ish

When I logged into WordPress just now to write this post, I had to chuckle that the blog’s top search result today was “hypnosis for world mental health day” because, despite what I said last year and the calendar alert that started pestering me last week, I neglected to post anything for World Mental Health Day 2012. Until the literal eleventh hour of said day.

Even now, I don’t have anything “important” or “profound” to say about mental health or the value of this day in inviting dialogue, raising awareness, and hopefully reducing stigma. Partly just because the past year has had much more… muchness than I ever anticipated.

When I started this blog, for instance, I hoped to post something weekly, perhaps about my experience of being in grad school. What I didn’t realize there was how little motivation I’d have for writing blog entries after the weekly class discussion board posts, the research papers (usually at least one every 8-week term), the exams, etc. were done. (Similar to the effect I mentioned last month that my undergrad program had on my reading habit.) Despite it all, throughout the year I’ve forwarded articles from my Twitter feed to my email with comments I wanted to make, made notes about something I read in CAMFT’s The Therapist magazine, or even sometimes wrote drafts longhand while away from the computer that never got published here. (And some of these things may yet appear, if no one cares that I’m months “late” with commentary on a given article!) Ultimately, school and other things had to come before this blog and don’t think for a minute that I regret focusing my energy in that way.

Another aspect of my lack of a WMHD-appropriate post is that I’m rather self-centeredly consumed right now with the transition facing me. Next Wednesday, I stop being a full-time classroom student and start working at my practicum site. And, due to a scheduling oddity, the next day is my “Advancement date”, the on-the-spot oral presentation of a case conceptualization during which I attempt to prove to two professors that I’ve learned enough from their school to be able to start working at my practicum site. (See “More About Practicum” at the end of this post if I’m speaking gibberish.)

To wax poetic about it, I stand now at the exit door of Theory, gathering my courage and strength to venture into the world of Practice.

So, what I’d really like to do with this post is simply say, “Thank you.” Some of you might recognize yourself in the following list, some of those on the list may never see this post; I’m not going to link to anyone’s site or otherwise single people out, but I’d like to sincerely thank (in no particular order):

  • Everyone who supported and encouraged me in this decision and experience.
  • Everyone who made me laugh.
  • Everyone who engaged in dialogues and debates that reminded me how much I enjoy discussing my chosen field.
  • Everyone who gave me reason to remember why I started down this path.
  • Everyone who inspired me, both departed and living.
  • Everyone who has been so generous with their time, advice, experience, and expertise.
  • And, of course, the three fantastic therapists who not only inspired me to do this, but wrote letters of recommendation for my grad school application so I could.

I couldn’t have done this without any of you – let’s keep going. 😉 Here’s to the next phase.

 

More About Practicum: As what’s known in the MFT world as a “trainee”, I’ll still be a student (in fact, I have two more classes between now and graduation next spring), but I’ll be seeing clients – under the supervision of a licensed therapist. Due to confidentiality and other issues, this isn’t direct supervision of sessions, but rather an experienced professional with whom you discuss cases and seek guidance. You might think of practicum as similar to an unpaid internship any other university student takes on to learn their career, but that understanding is muddied a bit because in this field, “internship” is the work you do for two (or more) years between getting your Master’s degree and earning your license.

Friday Funny: Finals Week!

Too much studying!

Happy Fall I finals week!

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