Remember when we were young and we hit that realization that our teacher didn’t LIVE at the school. Or how surprised you might been when you see the teacher at the market buying milk and cereal, dressed in non-school like clothing with her hair down… WEIRD!
I told my therapist about the water ex class my sis teaches. It’s a good class, it’s Saturday Morning deep water ex with a cardio workout, an Ab work out and a flexibility component. My therapist showed up for my sisters class.
I guess it’s not that odd… she works in this city… she lives in this city… she has every right to go to the public pool and take a drop in exercise class. But Wow was it odd seeing my therapist out of her “therapist” mode and in her “just a person” mode.
I was so tempted to try and talk to her about some other things that have been happening. But that wasn’t the time or place. It was a very weird feeling.