#psychometrician

[psycholojosh]

Doing In-Person Psychotherapy for the First Time

For the past few weeks, I've been keeping busy with working on my hours for practicum. By the end of this year, I need to hit at least 200 hours of psychotherapy (as well as another 200 for assessment work) so that I can proceed to the next and (hopefully) final phase of my grad school: thesis. When I started practicum last semester, I felt really drained by the difficult learning environment, plus having to do a lot of work isolated from the others (literally and figuratively). I took a break from this semester to regain my mental energy I once had for psychotherapy clients.

Over a month ago, the mental health clinic of our school opted to open psychotherapy services onsite for students wtihin campus. Unsurprisingly, a lot of students did sign up for this and are now receiving their therapies in-person with their therapists (which includes trainees like me). I stepped into this same lane once I began opening this option up to my clients as well. One client has been very keen on seeing me in person as they would prefer seeing another person as they process their problems. I happily obliged to fulfill this request given that I too work much better when I'm not distracted by the quips of remote work.

True enough, the difference in experience was night and day. And I would prefer doing onsite therapy because for a couple obvious reasons. On one end, I get to see my clients (and vice versa) for who they present themselves to be. And I mean this not only in the physical way but also in a emotional way. A lot of what I find missing in remote tele-therapy is the ability to read nonverbal cues and other emotional expressions that a camera doesn't capture. I feel more in the flow with the client and get to "dance" with whatever things they throw at me during sessions. There's also the added value of just trying to be present with the client without making extra efforts to reassure them of this fact.

I also had to take time to ready myself and get comfortable with my clients expressing unpleasant or difficult emotions. I noticed that my clients feel safer crying and feeling their feels once we're confined within the same four corners of a safe space. Needless to say, I find delight - not in their suffering - but in the opportunity to create a safe space for them to just be themselves, feelings and all.

I guess the only con of working onsite is the travel and the summer heat. While I'm proud of myself for being on time for my clients' sessions, I can't help but still feel irritated about the "unpleasantries" of Metro Manila traffic, as aggravated by the summer sun. Inasmuch as I want to present myself as professionally (and also aesthetically pleasing way) for my clients, I have to be smart about what to wear and how to bring my belongings with the hassle of public transportation.

So far, my onsite work has made me realize that I could do therapy -- and that it's something I could develop much more once I get my master's degree. What I am looking forward to is when we fully reintegrate both onsite and remote modalities to interventions. But that's a different avenue of learning altogether. What I'm most excited about, actually, is getting to see a lively clinic again. I get to see more clients and clinicians, and feel that same vibrant energy I once felt in my previous job before the pandemic began.

In the meantime, if you ever see me in campus (if we are in the same school, or you just happen to be there), feel free to say hello.

Take care of your mental health, everyone!

[angsikolohija]

hi there! welcome to my blog ♡

i'm a licensed psychometrician from the philippines.

i will be mainly using this to document some anecdotes in my life that have to do with being a mental health advocate and professional.

the premise of my username has to do with psychology of women and sikolohiyang pilipino. two areas of psychology that i have always been interested in yet heard very little about. so i plan to explore such through this blog.

please don't hesitate to correct me in the case that i provide wrong information.

[muikadiaries]

Hi this has been my Diary I guest. One thing I realized I should be more grateful and I should celebrate myself even more, including the smallest wins I achieve. This is the "someday" I was talking about. I feel so elated. To God be the Highest Glory 🙏💙

[mrpenguinpants]

Oh you bastard, belated happy birthday! I hope you had a nice day at least!!

Also shuddup, I'm the aunt here *jabbing finger to your chest* ME, THE AUNT

And my goodness, I hope your last year would be easy for you! Here's a funky tip, don't think about the aftermath, you should focus on the shit you're dealing with right now because the present is essential to your future. Save yourself the sanity drain and tackle things one at a time and as they go, alright? Take it easy, but take it.

Also I did not make myself clear but my license is for psychometrician haha the exam is in like half a year so I'll be reviewing for a long while

- Exiled

Me looking at my hands and brain because I might be hallucinating because I swore I replied to this. I typed out a response, hit post, and now it's here. Judging me in my inbox. I'm loosing it slowly, school is killing me.

But thank you!! This is my belated thank you ;-; but yesyes I'm sorry. I had the biggest whiplash reading this post again (aside from the fact I thought I replied) because I read over my pinned post and the anon family. Saw you there as the aunt that breaks in once a month and now I'm reading it here again.

Honestly, I'm taking that advice to heart. I was wondering where my sudden, don't think don't panic everything will be okay, came from. I have you to thank so once again, thank you for looking out for me, ily

[hsr-texts]

my psychiatrist had one conversation with me and it seems like i was so neurodivergent to her because she asked me if i've been diagnosed with adhd as a child

the same question was asked by my psychometrician a while ago when i was having a psychological assessment

most people needed to take some time to have their adhd diagnosed but apparently mine was just that obvious

like damn

[archivist-crow]

On this day:

AGATHA’S AMNESIA

On December 3, 1926, Agatha Christie, the famous British mystery writer, dressed in a green knitted skirt, a gray cardigan, and a velour hat, climbed into her much beloved gray, bottle-nosed Morris Cowley and drove off into the night. The next morning the car was found empty at the bottom of a slope, and its front wheels hung over the edge of a 120-foot chalk pit. The brakes were off, the gear lever was in neutral, and the ignition was switched on. Agatha was thirty-four at the time, and her seventh book, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, was on the bestseller list.

Headlines cried out opinions of abduction, murder, publicity stunt, and suicide. Bloodhounds were brought out. The Silent Pool, a natural, spring-fed lake near her abandoned car, was dredged and thousands of people from four countries joined the police as they combed the countryside. Arthur Conan Doyle, creator of Sherlock Holmes, initiated some psychic sleuthing on the case and gave one of Agatha's gloves to a noted psychometrician. Agatha's husband, Colonel Archibald Christie, who was having an affair with another woman, Nancy Neele, was watched by the police.

Meanwhile, at the Hydro Hotel in Yorkshire, a woman registered as Teresa Neele from South Africa was shopping, playing billiards, hiking, and dancing the Charleston in the evenings. Ten days later, the hotel manager, suspecting she was the missing writer, called the police. Colonel Christie arrived at the hotel and identified her. When Agatha saw him approaching her table, she remarked to her companions, "Fancy, my brother has just arrived.”

Amnesia was diagnosed by her doctor, though most people refused to accept that explanation. Agatha never referred to her disappearance and would only grant interviews if it was understood that the incident was off limits.

Text from: Almanac of the Infamous, the Incredible, and the Ignored by Juanita Rose Violins, published by Weiser Books, 2009

[masongrizchel]

Birthday Celebration (part 3) 🎉

We've maintained contact with friends from elementary to high school. Luckily, we have been able to secure our friendship. We consist of a psychologist 👩‍⚕️, psychometrician 📊, physicist 🧑‍🔬, state broker 💼, sociologist 🧑‍🏫, etc.

Yesterday, my high school friends planned to have a quick meetup to celebrate our birthdays 🎂 (two of us are March celebrants). We pushed the meetup; we had funny conversations while playing with the lie detector, and we had plenty of topics to discuss, e.g., how our lives were and future plans. 🗣️🎉

Nothing has changed since then. None of us are married yet. This remark serves as a joke since we are too focused on prospering our respective careers. 😄💍

[bellehalla]

if you're wondering why i didn't update...

Hello! In case you're checking in on my tumblr for an update...

I decided to take a break from working on Raging Fires for now to focus on my studies and to take care of my mental health. I really tried to balance my studies and writing but I am now facing the truth that I’m not very good at doing both, that my writing hobby started to take a toll on me as I tried to keep up a writing and update schedule—but yeah, it didn’t turn out well for me (got sick and all). However, this hiatus won’t last long. I just need to secure the bag aka becoming a practitioner in my field. For the next remaining days until August, I will be focusing on my studies and practice so writing will take a backseat for now. Very nervous and stressed about it too so inspiration is difficult to capture. I didn’t want to rush the story anyway and want to keep enjoying my writing hobby. I know I left the story in quite a cliffhanger which makes this decision far more difficult to make because everyone has been nothing but supportive.

I’ll be back as soon as everything is over, and maybe JUST maybe, I’ll come back as a licensed Psychometrician.

To everyone sending me messages, I appreciate you. I can’t respond to them for now but know that I’ve read them, and it breaks my heart not to be able to give you guys an update until maybe August or September. 

I'm still here. I won't abandon the fic! <3 I just need to focus on one thing for now so I can make better chapters once I continue. Thank you so much for supporting my fic! I'm sending all my love to everyone. Don't forget to take care of yourselves!!

[psycholojosh]

Therapy Jukebox: 'What Was I Made For?' - Billie Eilish (#1)

I kinda promised my therapist that I would do something for self-care. There's a lot of things I can do, but the one that I found most resonant with my emotional journey is listening to music. I actually made a playlist on Spotify of songs that remind of or play in my mind when I'm in therapy.

I told myself I'll try to look for one song that I can connect the insights I picked up. And the first song comes from Billie Eilish's hit song from the Barbie (2023) movie.

In my first few sessions, I found myself weeping a lot over pains and joys that my therapist and I would talk about. I've gone through a lot of pains since 2022 that led me to a bit of soul-searching and healing. And nothing really communicated how I felt but this song.

I don't wanna get too nerdy but it did remind me of a form of therapy that I learned to love. It liked asking deep-seated questions about one's life and it often makes one feel very uncomfortable. And like what Billie sung, it was unsettling to be in a state of limbo about who you are and what you are made for. When life shakes the ground you're standing, you owe it to yourself to ask the fundamental question, "What was I made for?"

And this is why this remarkable song was the first in the playlist. I had a couple others on the first two sessions, but this highlights where I am in my journey.

Here's to remembering how to be happy. ❤️‍🩹

[gyubby99]

@disneyanddisneyships This is a Jelsa oneshot I'm calling, "I was bored." Because I was and I had this goofy idea.

Blood. That was the first thing he knew after that incident. It was blood. The knife pierced through the gut and the person getting down with a thud, starting from their knees. Whatever Jack Frost had done to the detective, he'd done it.

Then his foot, made its way onto the back of the person's head. Such innocent soul with pure intentions, who have unfortunately come to this fate. Nonetheless, Jack feigned pity. He had more important things to care about than this poor, unfortunate soul.

Like how to clean this shit up.

See, Jack had quite the reputation, with him being a successful psychometrician married to one of the best lawyers in the city, he certainly caught everyone's eye. His dazzling looks were just the icing on the cake. It would be a shame if they would know he turned out to be the invisible trickster, Nightlight. One of the most feared assasins? That's definetely him.

He was unknown, as people never saw him coming. Code name; Nightlight, was earned due to the fact that he works wonders for himself when the sun goes down. Many people have tried, and to no avail never succeeded, except for this one.

Who almost succeeded.

No one will remember you. Nightlight thought to himself.

It took him minutes to comprehend that he was now stepping foot on a dead man's head.

What he never did, though. was that someone was at the door.

"Jack?" A horrified, voice weakly cried. Jack slowly, with the same horrified expression looked up at the person the familiar voice belonged to.

He was met with eyes that was so terrified tears could come out. Those eyes with the shade of cerulean, diving deep into his cobalt ones. Asking questions.

She was a lawyer. She knew how criminals' minds worked.

Jack spoke, hoarse. "Elsa.."

"What have you done?" Her voice was shaking, her expression expressed shock, and disgust. Who wouldn't? If you walked into your house, expecting a warm welcome from your spoise but instead you're met with the sight of them, taking someone's life with no remorse..

All his life, Nightlight had never felt more terrified.

"Elsa, I'm sorr-"

"You know I just bought that carpet!" Her angry voice boomed, interrupting him. She stared at the living room carpet, horrified as ever.

"Els.." before he could speak, he was interrupted with high heels clacking towards him, and a very furious wife.

And off to her grip the collar of his suit went. Their faces were close that they almost kissed.

"It was fifty. Percent. Off." Elsa said through gritted teeth. "It hasn't been a week since I bought it and what did I see the moment I get home? Blood. On it."

Elsa pulled away, and crossed her arms.

"Honey-" Jack tried to reason, but was then again interrupted.

"Don't you 'honey' me! 'Cause when you're out there doing God-knows-what, who's going to clean this up?" She gestured to the carpet, her attention and comcern completely ditching the dead man. Then, she pointed to herself. "Me."

"Okay, you're more concerned about the dirty carpet than the fact that some jackass tresspassed into our house and nearly  killed me!" Jack argued back to his wife.

"And  that's another thing! How many times have you gotten in trouble just because your buisness with a certain hitman didn't go as planned?! It's wednesday, for crying out loud, Jackson!" Elsa fought back, burying her head onto her hands in frustration.

Jack was grateful, though. No matter how angry she is, she'd dare not say something along the lines of assasination, instead she'd often say he had a buisness to attend to.

But that's not the subject for right now. Because she's fucking pissed.

"Every week starts at sunday!" He retorted, putting his hands up in defense.

"Exactly! It's been multiple times that you've been haunted, followed, and almost killed!" Elsa whisper-yelled. She stepped in closer to her husband. "Come here. Let me see."

"See what?" Jack asked, confused.

"Wounds, cuts, bruises? Anything?" She asked, holding her husband's face into her hands, scorching through every part of his head.

"No. Nothing. Not this time." He responded.

"Good." Elsa sighed.

Silence.

"So how are you planning to throw this one out?" Elsa asked, frantically looking at her husband.

"Probably somewhere the no form of light can reach." Jack responded casually.

"Need a helping hand?"

"Sure."

"Only on the condition that you're cleaning my  carpet that you  messed up." Elsa responded sternly.

Jack sighed. "You win, love."

[thirsty-for-jae]

im about to take the psychometrician licensure examination next month i want to be a singer

[yostresswritinggirl]

it's been so many months 😭 was wondering you've been... 😔

i sold my genshin acc for uni funds + wanted to focus on studies so i couldn't chat with you in game unfortunately... but im glad ur back aaaaa

-cyno lovebot anon

Well I was grinding for my exam and now I'm officially a licensed psychometrician, please bare with me ywy

And thank goodness I didn't go through with messaging your account when I started playing again that would have been so awkward - as much as it was sad to see it go, I'm happy you've made such a responsible decision to focus on your uni, my child *wipes tears* they grow up so fast

[1dertitajazmin]

December 31, 2022 (Saturday)

Hey there, it's me, Tita JazMin, your pambansang tita! Pag kinol ni Sir Chinkee ang attention ko, I will completely understand.

Year 2023 is waving!

I'll be honest with you. Wala pa pong improvement sa buhay ko. Still here, stay at home, tambay at mass comm (mas komportable sa bahay).

Compared to my pandemic years, marami akong natutunan this 2022. I learned about insurance, online selling, and how to use social media in promoting business kahit di naman ganun ka-significant ang naging impact ng social media sa sales ko dahil di talaga ako marunong mag-edit ng photos. Pero pwede na. Marami na akong na-learn. I can confidently say na I was able to grow some skills without spending much. Kasi nga wala naman talaga akong pang-gastos. Nagrely lang ako sa mga free softwares sa internet at nood lang ng tutorial videos sa YouTube. Keribels na pero needs improvement pa talaga.

On the contrary, struggling pa din ako when it comes to mental health. Kanina lang, sinubukan kong i-take ang quiz about depression sa Pulse app and sabi ng assessment, may symptoms daw ako ng depression but I still try to make the best of my day. Which I think is an accurate assessment of what I've been going through for more than 3 years already.

Di na ko nagulat sa nabasa ko, perhaps, na-encourage pa ako. Sa totoo lang, I've been planning to apply for a job sa Jollibee na bagong bukas malapit lang mula sa bahay namen. Kung masipag sipag ako, pwede ko siya lakarin pero kung tirik ang araw, hindi advisable na maglakad. One month ko nang pinag-iisipan kung mag-aapply ba ako at kung kakayanin ko ba. Am I prepared physically? mentally? psychologically? emotionally? Kung maging honest lang ako sa sarili ko, alam kong hindi ako prepared. Baka hindi rin ako magtagal sa trabahong inaapplyan ko. Baka lalo lang lumala ang condition ko. Mind you, wala pa kong narereceive na medical attention. Hindi pa ako clinically diagnosed. All I know is that I experience symptoms of depression.

So nung nabasa ko yung assessment sa Pulse app, na-encourage ako lalo na ipursue ang career na gusto ko. Dahil alam kong mentally unstable pa ako, hindi ako dapat mag-apply sa mga stressful at physically demanding jobs tulad ng service crew. If ever man na ma-hire ako as service crew, hindi lang ang sarili ko ang kawawa nun. Baka pati yung business, ma-damage din. Naisip ko na mas mabuti kung work from home na muna ako. Palaguin ko na lang muna ang online business na nasimulan ko. Pag nakaipon ako, saka ako magpa-checkup sa psychometrician.

For now, online selling lang ang source of income ko. Pero unti-unti kong natututunan ang mundo ng social media influencers. Marami akong napapanood sa YouTube na nakapagpundar ng bahay, kotse at business ang mga influencers. Sila ang inspiration ko na someday, maaabot ko rin mga pangarap ko.

May purpose kung bakit ako nagsa-struggle ngayon mentally. Hindi ko alam kung paano ako makakawala sa ganitong condition, or forever ko na bang dadalhin ito. Paano ba ako mag-aadjust sa ganitong kalagayan? Makakapagtrabaho pa ba ako sa mga kumpanyang pangarap kong applyan? Hopefully, someday, kahit na may history ako ng mental illness, makapagwork pa din ako sa isang company na tatanggapin ako.

One hour na lang, 2023 na. Looking forward ako na it will be a better year for me. Need ko na lang iimprove yung mga natutunan ko this 2022 kahit na nababagalan ako sa sarili ko. Pero kahit mabagal, may improvement naman. Kung ikaw, feeling mo, walang improvement sa buhay mo this 2022, isipin mo na lang na di ka nag-iisa. Pareho lang tayo bhie. Baka nga marami tayo na pareho ng nafifeel. Pero laban lang. Wag tayo susuko. Marami pa tayong pagdadaanan sa buhay. Marami din tayong dapat ipagsalamat kay Lord. Kailangan lang nating tingnan on the brighter side. Sabi nga ni Sir Chinkee, "Always, Chink positive!"

Happy New Year sayo!

[esquireroyalty]

A passion for humanities--understanding and justice.🔱⚖

I will be a psychometrician/psychologist and a lawyer.

#psychology

#law