“This Champion thing seems a little bit corny to me. I’ve been in therapy for years, and I’m highly successful in what I do. Yea, I know there’s something missing. My closest friend of many years happened upon some of the blogs you’ve been writing and believes it’s my Champion that’s the problem.” I nodded…
“You have no idea who I really am…if you did, you probably wouldn’t agree to see me.” Shame dripped from his words, roared through his body language, and was thick enough in the room to need a knife to cut through the shame-fog. “Oh?” I asked softly with curiosity. He began presenting his case. All…
“Now that we know I’m a full-blown anger problem, and I’m making my family sick with it…What’s next?” He asked with a longing in his eyes. I’ve seen that look countless times. And I know, it’s the door of his heart now opening to receive Champion truths. I live for moments like these! “Anger is…
“What the heck is it about this ‘do anger’ stuff? It’s like you feed my wife all the words and empower her to say just what she needs to say. I’ve heard nothing since you did that talk about people who ‘do anger!’ What else do you expect me to do with it?” I had…
“I’m drowning in an ocean of pain. My husband says that I have no reason to be in so much pain over these little things. And if I cannot get them under control, he says he’ll have no choice but to leave to get away from them.” The tears, her slumped shoulders, the deep sobs…
“You have ruined my marriage!” Not the opening comments you hope to hear with a new client. “My wife sat me down last week and said that my medicating with alcohol was causing her distress and trauma. But the greatest trauma was watching the Champion in me trying to come out … and me drowning…
“I have a bone to pick with you, so YOU are on the hot seat today!” Interesting way to start a first session with a new client who was wagging his finger in front of my face. “Last week when you were talking about the layers that might bury the best parts of ourselves (our…
“I need to be institutionalized. Something is horribly wrong! Is there a place you can get me to and help me while maintaining my dignity? I’m terrified that someone’s going to find me in a corner in a fetal position foaming at the mouth. I’m so, so desperate. Please, please help me!” My heart went…
“After reading all your blogs, my wife thinks that she’s a certified therapist! She says that the reason I don’t care about her feelings (or our kids’ feelings) is that the good part of me is buried under ‘stuff’. She says that the good part of me is this Champion. And the layers are all…
“I hate who I’ve become since my divorce. I never dreamed he’d become such a venomous, unpredictable enemy. Or that I’d become so numb and lost at sea in the dark night of my soul.” I hurt for her, as she paused to slowly and carefully choose her every word. I knew I could help…