Hanna Rodriguez 

It was only a short eight months ago that I walked into the session room for the first time as a student counselor, trembling with anxiety. “What if my client doesn’t like me?” “What if they realize that I have no idea what I’m doing?” “How the heck am I supposed to help a person who is at least 15 years older than me?” “How am I supposed to know if I am ready for this?”