My goal has ultimately not been to find a professional who is trained in every one of my many inherent mental health challenges, but rather to find one that doesn’t fire me.
Apparently I thought if I just called myself a Yoga Teacher, I would magically turn into one of the mystical, superior creatures who I worshipped from afar during my years as a practicing student.
That’s it, I thought. If I’m going down, I’m going down unencumbered. In retrospect, it was this instinct that held me together during the whole process. Since getting fired, I’ve never been happier and more productive.