Counselling can mean different things to different people. The kind of thinking we still have in India, counselling has a long way to go. What people fail to see is people who go for counselling at least have the courage to share their problems and a will to change things in their life for the better. People face a lot of social stigma while visiting a counsellor as everyone tend to think they are nuts.
That is so not true as I know I’m perfectly fine and yet I had sessions with a counsellor two years back. Let me share my life experience of being a counsellor. Hailing from Patna, I never thought I’ll ever work as a counsellor for any portal, but when the opportunity presented itself, it was really hard to turn it down. I applied for the internship and when I got a call from a online counselling portal, I excitedly said Yes.
My shift was for 8 hours but since I’m a student they were lenient and divided it in two shifts- 4 hours in the morning and 4 hours in the evening.
My first shift started at 6 in the morning. Not being a morning person, I dreaded the idea of getting up that early but I surprised even myself when I got up at 5:50 a.m. The first shift was pretty much uneventful as the portal is a startup and one can’t expect people to be up that early for counselling. To do something constructive, I did social media marketing of the website and was lucky enough to get a few sign ups instantly.
I landed up with a client in my evening shift who claimed she was a lady in love with someone younger to her. In order to help her out, I tried getting out the complete story. As the clock neared to strike 10, I heaved a sigh of relief as my shift would end. I wanted to be done for the day because this lady went on incessantly about what’s wrong with her life and didn’t really seem inclined to change the way the things were.
But my happiness was short lived as my fellow counsellor told me that I had to be online until my client retires for the day. At about 5 minutes past 10, the site froze and by the time I returned, the lady had left. The next morning, I went online at 6 and was shocked to see her there. After listening again for about 3 hours, I decided to end my shift early and promised myself that I’ll never bite more than I can chew.
Though my experience as a counsellor was disastrous, I look forward to proving my mettle in different fields. After-all, all I want to be is the Jack of all trades, and Master of none.