So what is going on with the bill?

So what is going on with the bill?

❇️ ANOTHER WAR FOR SOULS ❇️

“Charlatans, whose numbers have grown beyond those of feral dogs, will be cut off from people with wounded and vulnerable souls.”

The bill regulating psychological practice is back at the center of discussion. It looks like an old topic by now, yet somehow it refuses to disappear. Because this is not simply about paperwork. It is about the boundary between speech and power, knowledge and simulation, the living and the dead.

And if you want to understand why this is not merely a bureaucratic dispute but something I experience as an event of historical scale, this is exactly the point: the meaning of the profession, the diploma dilemma, and the dark alleys of the soul. Here is the French experience and Bourdieu, who has already passed through similar terrain. Here is the future in which psychologists may be replaced by algorithms.

📍Past. Present. Future. All three times are here. Everything converges at this point.

❇️ SO WHO IS AGAINST IT? ❇️

The proposal says: only people with the relevant higher-education diploma should enter the profession. Those who have only professional retraining would receive three years to retrain. At first glance, it sounds logical.

But two questions immediately appear.

First: what happens to tens of thousands of practitioners who do not have that degree but do have clients, experience, results, and everyday work on the front line of human suffering?

Second: why are those we call esoteric practitioners, healers, regression specialists, and so on outside the game? The bill has not reached them. It regulates those who are at least trying to remain within science.

So the very “feral dogs” are precisely the ones who remain free, while people who actually work are under threat. Where is the logic?

❇️ PSYCHOLOGISTS OF THEIR OWN SUBSCRIPTION ❇️

I know colleagues who see five or six clients a day. They do not sign petitions. They do not comment under deputies’ posts. They do not explain why this is bad.

They simply do not have the time.

Because when you spend the whole day in dialogue with someone else’s pain, you do not have much attention left for a “professional standard.”

When you listen to one person who survived violence, another who cannot stop aggression toward a child, a third who is afraid of their own life, and fifty minutes later to the guilt of an abuser — you are not in a public-policy forum.

You are in hell… with a flashlight. ❗🪶

And on the surface there is steam. Yes, the very steam “above the soup,” as one poet once put it.

Ironic? Very.

But the soup is us.

❇️ IF YOU THREATEN THE RAIN — WHERE ARE YOU LOOKING? ❇️

You can be angry. You can shout: unfair!

But if you are a psychotherapist, I have one question for you.

How are you going to hold someone else’s pain if you cannot hold your own anger?

If the rain is pouring and you shake your fist at it, who suffers from that? The rain?

You are not the mouthpiece of a revolution. You are a container.

You do not have the right to collapse in the consulting room. You do not have the right to make yourself the victim there.

If legislation knocks you down, how will you withstand a client who is being crushed by the weight of their life?

❇️ SO DO WE NEED A LAW? ❇️

Probably yes rather than no. But not this one.

We need a law that protects the client instead of creating new hierarchies.

We need education, but not education reduced to paper.

We need schools, but not sects.

We need Logos as an orientation point — not another sign saying “entry by pass only.”

And above all, we need therapists, not executors.

It does not matter how many certificates you have. What matters is whether you can stay with a person in the place where no one expected them.

❇️ AND YET... ❇️

“…and anyway, screw the battle, I disarm myself; yes, I am the same as you — I drink and destroy myself.” Maybe I am making noise too.

Trying to speak myself out. Trying to be someone. Playing at my own truth.

Maybe I really am that charlatan.

Only with pronounced epistemological anxiety, a tendency toward ontological containing, and a stable pattern of existential reflection within a metatherapeutic paradigm. 😉

And yes, I know someone will say: “Feral dogs, charlatans, puppies...”

But as Garry Topor said:

We are definitely not puppies, brother — because puppies go to heaven.

And we remain here.

To work. To endure. To struggle.

For one soul. For one “yes, I can handle this.” For one morning without panic.

This information is like an avalanche — half of it is lies, but you will never know which half.

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What do you think yourself — where is the truth here, and where is just steam above the soup?

#PsychologyAndLaw #LogosAgainstChaos #TherapyInRealTime

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