Ode to Therapists: The Power of Being Seen

Honoring the Quiet Power of Being Seen – A Personal Reflection on the Healing Journey

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There’s a quiet power in being seen.

I’ve been in therapy for most of my life. It’s a core pillar of my well-being, a foundational practice that has helped me navigate the turbulence of existence. I started this journey when I was 15 years old, back in 2003, in Bayonne, New Jersey. My first therapist, Tracey, was the one who first held space for me. She saw me when I felt most invisible, when I was grappling with depression and the weight of coming out of the closet. I still remember those early sessions – the way her voice cut through the noise, the way she once called me outside of her normal hours just to check in because I was going to be living alone for a week. At a time when I felt like I was drifting in a storm, that single act of care became a small but mighty lighthouse, reminding me that I mattered.

Over the years, I have come to understand that true therapy is not just a profession – it’s a calling. It takes a rare kind of strength to sit across from another soul, day in and day out, and hold their pain without flinching. It’s a form of love, a sacred exchange, where words become lifelines and silence becomes a space of profound understanding.

To all the therapists who have listened without judgment, who have mirrored my words back to me with compassion, who have challenged my self-limiting beliefs, who have given me permission to cry, to rage, to question, and to heal – I see you. You are the unsung heroes, the quiet warriors who meet us where we are and gently guide us toward where we are meant to be.

The patient-therapist relationship is so important. I’ve learned that therapists are not just professionals – they are people too. Yes, they are superhuman with superpowers, but they are also human – carrying their own stories, emotions, and burdens.

I’ve been going to therapy for over 20 years now, and I continue not because I am weak, but because it is one of the foundations of maintaining a healthy and balanced life. And a way to receive pragmatic support from another human being who is professionally trained within their field and-or calling.

I also attend support groups, both mental and physical, because I understand the value of shared understanding and collective healing—the value of receiving and giving support within a community… sharing true authentic resonance.

To all of the therapists I have had throughout my life journey so far: You taught me that being heard is the first step to being healed. That our stories matter. That our pain has purpose. That even the most shattered parts of us are worthy of love and redemption.

Thank you for being my mirrors, my sounding boards, my challengers, and my champions. Thank you for holding space for me in my most fragile moments. Thank you for the work you do, the hearts you heal, and the lives you help piece back together.

This is my small way of saying I see you, I value you, and I am eternally grateful.

With love, with resonance, and with the deepest respect,
—Lorenzo Ω.

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