He’s moving forward with mouse steps. He has no self confidence. According to himself he doesn’t know anything and he does not mount to anything. And he has an aggression syndrome if that’s called a syndrome. He needs professional therapeutic help, but claims nobody can help, which in reality is a refusal to let go and admit someone in to help him. He’s in a huge transition. Scared, frustrated
So why does he admit me into his life? I see him. I believe in him.I am just an ordinary guy. Could be I am the first person in his life to do that. I tell him not to care about not seeing his own potential as long as I can see it (for him). And it seems like he is very slowly moving towards believing in me. I used to call him without much response. He now calls me, or texts me. That is a shift.
He has got himself a job. An internship. With the kindest employer he could dream of. This employer and I are probably the only two who stretches out a hand, and who he can trust do not bite off his hand when he stretches it out for help. We are not judges, we are peers. And as such respect him.
I have often been on the brink of giving up. One step forward and I think we’re going to manage to pass a threshold. Then out of nowhere 5 steps back. Start all over again. We move forward. Then a major setback. And again, and again. I am engaging all the patience I have. To give him space, to give him time. Support, but also resistance.
The major win is him calling me when he needs help.
I have often said if I could only help one with my coaching/consulting; with my book; with my articles – it would be all worth it. Seems like I am about to get there. It is a huge satisfaction. It is a huge learning. But it won’t stop there. I want to help many, many more.
