I wrote this a few weeks ago and never posted it, for one reason or another. I’m really not sure. But… I have been kind of neglecting my blog this week. (OK, so I only skipped a couple of days, but it felt like a lot.) So… I thought, why not. I’m too tired to REALLY write. I’ll just throw this up there. So… forgive my laziness.
OK, let me begin this post with a little disclaimer. I have nothing against psychologists. And making the following connections that I am about to make is in no way intended as an implication that there is something inherently wrong with them. I nearly studied psychology myself. In fact… why don’t I begin there…
Psychology was always one of those fields of study that I held in the back of my mind as a possibility. It fascinated me and I thought that I might enjoy pursuing it further.
Upon taking my first psychology classes in college, however, I realized that I was far too weak for such an endeavor.
