If Jung and Rogers Were My Therapists Right Now
Lately, I’ve been cracked open.
Exhausted, emotional, reflective.
Trying to stay present with my son. Trying to break cycles.
Trying not to lose myself in the flood of everything I never got but am now trying to give.
And it got me wondering:
If I brought all this to therapy — not with just anyone, but with Carl Rogers and Carl Jung — what would they say?
🌿 Carl Rogers: The Mirror of Unconditional Regard
I think Rogers would sit with me quietly, holding my words like something sacred.
And when he spoke, it wouldn’t be with advice. It would be with presence.
“What I hear is someone learning to be real in a world that didn’t always make space for that.
What I see is someone choosing honesty over performance.
That’s not weakness — that’s the core of healing.”
He would affirm my decision to pause Level 4.
Not because it’s the easy choice — but because it’s the authentic one.
He’d remind me that I don’t need to prove my worth through achievement.
That my willingness to stay present, even when I feel like I’m failing, is the sign that I’m not.
“You don’t need to be perfect to be lovable. You just need to be real.”
🔮 Carl Jung: The Symbolic Lens of the Soul
Jung would look deeper.
He’d say my exhaustion is not just physical — it’s archetypal.
“You are not only tired for yourself — you are tired for your lineage.
You are carrying your father’s unlived life, and by feeling it, you are transmuting it.”
He’d probably point to my recent experiences — the dreams, the music, the emotional waves —
as signs that the unconscious is moving.
“The flood is not here to destroy you. It is here to rebalance you.
This is your psyche reclaiming what was buried.”
He would honour the chaos. Trust the discomfort.
Encourage me to track synchronicities and symbols — not as distractions, but as compass points.
And he might even smile at me playing Feel Good Inc. in the middle of a low-battery spiral and say:
“Ah. The Trickster appears when you’re on the edge of transformation.”
🧭 Together, they wouldn’t fix me.
They’d trust me.
They’d affirm that this process I’m in — as messy, tiring, and emotional as it is — is the work.
And maybe that’s the real therapy.
Reflective Question for You:
What would your inner Rogers and Jung say to you right now — and are you willing to listen?