So…I’m leaving in a month, and I cannot take my clients with me.
What? That’s insane.
In order to graduate, I need to also work with teenagers so I’m moving to another facility full time.
Wait. Slow down. What’s going on?
I’m leaving. And I can’t take you with me.
This seems really sudden. How long have you known about this?
What are you feeling right now, what is this bringing up?
Claire, have you known about this for a while?
Would it have changed anything?
Yes! Damn straight. Your decisions affect us, they affect me. Regardless of building boundaries between client and therapist – I’m in your life. And you left me in the dark.
I asked my superiors when should I tell my clients and they advised me to tell them a month in advance.
Well, your superiors suck. We are not numbers or statistics, we are human beings and each week we come here and pour our hearts to you. I would’ve preferred if you had told me when you made that decision.
I understand. Please know I care about our relationship a lot.
Yeah well. Your actions tell me otherwise.
Why do you say that?
You’re leaving! And with no wiggle room. Zero options. Zip, nada.
When was the last time you’ve felt like this?
Don’t do that. I have every right to say this sucks right now.
Would it have made a difference?
I don’t know.
We still have three weeks to process.
You mean three hours.
I wanted to tell you last week.
Ok, we would’ve had four hours then.
I don’t know if we should continue, whether we should keep talking. I mean, there’s an expiration date.
Yes. Please know I would like to.
I mean, I asked you at the beginning if your status was temporary and you said no.
I couldn’t predict the future.
I think the one month notice is for normal therapists. But you are exceptional. Your clients deserve at least two months.