*it's long* - if you skip, I won't be offended. I am putting it
  here because I trust G+ to save my writings more than facebook -
  and there is a chance this might help/be interesting to even one
  person in my G+ side of life. This is my response to a women I
  am good friends with, named Heather, who is a professional
  Counselor who bared a bit of her soul as to ''How come the stuff
  that works with patients doesn't work at home?'' She, like me,
  bares what she can publicly for many of the same reasons I do my
  own. It's public and personal at the same time, one of the most
  emotionally freeing ways to write anything. To those that lasted
  to this sentence, good luck to you. She always gets my yappy
  side going - which doesn't take much - but I don't think I ever
  said this much in one place at one time. I love you all, truly,
  even if we may never meet in person. -Ken

  THIS IS MY RESPONSE TO MY FRIEND.

  It's true, Heather and it is so frustrating. In high school, I
  knew being a middle school guidance counselor or a minister or a
  scientist or a doctor was my calling. I became none of those
  things (not outwardly), and went into computers and business.
  You see, in my early 20s, I decided to find out *all* about each
  of the professions. I interviewed two psychologists in real
  life; friends of mine who were seeing therapists who agreed to
  give me a few minutes of their time, when I said I was
  interested in becoming a therapist. They gave it all to me
  straight up, the goods, the bads, their own feelings. I listened
  and asked questions and listened some more. It is a profession
  one can enter at any stage of life, young adult or older. That
  took the desperation off of it - the ''I *have* to do this
  -now-, or else'' feeling. I also learned about the sadness and
  loneliness that sometimes follows, especially in that in most
  you never get to see the successes. The frustration of ''I know
  so much, but I can do so little'' sometimes. I also learned how
  the desire to help people you don't know is due to wanting to
  help yourself and the people you DO know. It was eye-opening to
  me and it was enough data, so I moved on to investigating
  religions and spiritual stuff, which are other stories for other
  times.

  But from that and the intervening years leading up to today, I
  learned, ''You can't be a prophet in your own hometown.'' That
  is, the people closest to you are the ones you will least be
  able to help directly, if at all. It's such a cognitive
  mi-matching: ''This pattern works in the office, why won't it
  work here?'' Unfortunately, it's precisely BECAUSE it's not the
  office, you're not the counselor, and these aren't your
  patients.

  Different hats, different roles, different expectations of ''Who
  Heather is'' by different people who aren't coming to you with
  the anticipation of, ''This woman will help me'' or even
  ''There's no way this woman can help me.'' What you do at work
  is a ''Black Box'' - a mystery that those close to you really
  don't want to open. They like you in the roles that you play.
  And really, your friends and family and neighbors ''know too
  much'' about you. They've seen your mistakes. They know your
  humanity.

  To those you help, you are wearing a Uniform, so to speak. You
  are The Healer - and even those who resist your efforts only do
  so to try to maintain their own sense of self-integrity; they
  fear that you will tear them down into component parts and put
  them back together in a way that they are unfamiliar with.

  Unfamiliar emotional or mental or inner territory is absolutely
  no different than being a stranger to yourself with no recall of
  who you are, stick in a foreign land, hopelessly lost, aimlessly
  wandering, blind with only your hand to guide them to their new
  Selves.

  What is your role to each person in your life? You are in a
  multi-act play, where different stories are played by the same
  actor, You, and you wear different costumes and have different
  accents and work with a different cast of characters, as each 18
  hour a day, every day play carries on.

  Who is in your cast of characters at each Act in the script?
  What role do they see you in? Does it say in your script:

  ''HEATHER as Mom:

  HEATHER as counselor:

  HEATHER as wife:

  HEATHER as friend:

  HEATHER on Facebook:''

  I know your frustration well and the major mismatch of patterns
  in my own mind, when my mind says, ''If follow procedure 1 then
  2 then 3, my result will be 4'' without seeing that these are
  actions that require land under my feet, but I am actually
  swimming in the middle of the ocean.

  Right words, right actions in the right environment with the
  right people.

  Change any of those things, and your inner formulas don't work
  as well - or won't work at all.

  So you need to use different formulas, different procedures.

  I could talk about this subject for hours on end - it's one of
  my favorites - and it is a part of what I am eyeballs deep in
  trying desperately to completely understand, to come up with;
  finding or filling in this Gap in our human knowledge, or at
  least in my own. I'm getting closer many times a day. When I get
  the answer, you'll be the first to know.