This morning I remembered that a friend called last night and asked to borrow a few bucks. I didn't meet his request last night, partly out of caution with people in recovery, but mainly because I was putting my kids to bed. I felt a little guilty for not being more willing to be helpful but looking back it was probably the right choice.

This morning the guy followed up with me and met me at school. I wished that I could help him more as he is genuinely trying to get on his feet. Interestingly enough, the topic in my Social Services class was on the good and bad of being a SS worker. Our professor talked at length about detaching and not trying to help too much or getting personally involved or too invested in outcomes.

Today I thought some more about existential psychotherapy, I read on a website of the givens of existence that listed them in additional terms and included a fifth:
1. Freedom, Responsibility, and Agency
2. Death, Human Limitation, and Finiteness
3. Isolation and Connectedness
4. Meaning vs. Meaninglessness
5. Emotions, Experience, and Embodiment
I also thought about my own theory of the structures of the psyche. To the idea of the being as composed of 3 parts:
1. Intellect: the mind, thinking, logic, reason
2. Emotion: the heart, instinct, motivational force,
3. Intuition: the soul, gut feeling, choice, judgement
I thought of how they have distinct but not separate functions. How they overlap in a sort of Venn diagram.

This afternoon I had to write up my mom's life story. I felt a great deal of honor and gratitude to have her as my mother.