Labels Matter

Silently, i stare.
He had asked me about stress.
I had explained.

junaid. What do people mean by "I'm stressed"?
I looked up at him, from a book on my lap. I had recently written about stress so I knew enough to explain the term. I knew all the technicalities, the word-to-word definitions and the research parameters used by Lazarus and Folkman, for I had researched in detail regarding: Understanding Stress and its Components.  
Sure man. 
I began to explain whatever I had acquired from my research, after which he got up from the bed he was seated on, and walked out of the room leaving me with nothing but a friendly smile and a remark that inspired this post.
Wouldn't it be awesome if you actually had a degree in psychology?
A degree?
What registered was not awe nor remorse.
A thought.
There was once a time when people used to learn whatever, however and from wherever they wanted to. A time when one would claim knowledge of something, it would be considered an honest claim! What we now have is a labelled system.
This is your psychologist.
This is your flight instructor.
This is your language teacher.
Here is where you'll be seated.
Sit and learn.
Don't ask. Don't Doubt.
Today, labels matter.

Accept