I went to visit a friend who was doing an artist residency near the ocean. I was describing the predicament that I found myself in: I had training, lots of it. I did not have the training that this jurisdiction wanted in order to use a specific title. And? There were no rules against me practicing therapy.
I was lamenting the fact that the people who choose, the people who give their seal of approval didn’t recognize my training. The issue? I was studying at a private institute, not in a university setting. My training of over 1600 hours plus supervision wasn’t good enough to join their club. This, despite the fact that the regulations surrounding the qualifications for therapists was created in large part by the institute where I studied in Toronto.
I needed to get a masters degree composed of less than half that amount of training at over twice the price. The people who made up the rules? They taught in the masters program. Clearly the legislation governing the practice of therapy in…
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