Alright, let’s talk about my little adventure with the West Virginia Board of Psychology. It wasn’t exactly a walk in the park, but I got through it. Had to get my license sorted out because of a potential job shift, you know how it is.
Getting Started – The Hunt for Info
First thing I did was try to find their main contact or website. Took a bit of clicking around, honestly. Lots of official-looking pages, but finding the exact forms and instructions I needed? That was step one of the scavenger hunt. Felt like I needed a map.
Finally found the section for applications. Seemed straightforward enough at first glance. Downloaded a bunch of PDFs. My printer immediately decided to run out of ink, naturally. Classic.
The Paperwork Pile-Up
Okay, printing sorted. Then came the actual forms. Man, they want everything. Makes sense, I guess, it’s a professional license. But still.
- Transcripts: Had to get official ones sent over. Called my old university, navigated their automated phone system from hell, finally got someone who could help. Check.
- Supervision Records: Digging up old supervision logs and getting signatures. That meant tracking down supervisors from years ago. Thankfully, most were easy to find and happy to sign off. One took a bit of chasing via email. Check.
- The Application Itself: Filled this out meticulously. Double-checked, triple-checked. You don’t want to mess this part up and cause delays. It asks for your whole life story, pretty much.
- Fees: Yeah, had to pay the fees. Pulled out the credit card. Another check.
Gathering all this stuff took way longer than I thought it would. It wasn’t hard work, just tedious. Lots of waiting for things to arrive in the mail or via email.
Sending it Off and Waiting
Once I had the mountain of paper ready, I packaged it all up carefully. Felt like sending a kid off to college. Sent it certified mail, of course. Wanted that tracking number for peace of mind.
And then… the wait began. This was probably the worst part. You’ve done your bit, and now it’s just radio silence for a while. You start wondering, did they get it? Is something wrong? Did I forget to dot an ‘i’ somewhere?
A Quick Call
After a few weeks, I got a bit antsy and decided to call just to check the status. Got through surprisingly quickly, actually. The person I spoke to was polite, sounded maybe a little swamped, but checked my file. They confirmed they had received everything and it was ‘in process’. That was reassuring, at least.
The Finish Line
Eventually, the official confirmation arrived. Phew! Big sigh of relief. It all worked out in the end. The whole process probably took a couple of months from start to finish, with most of that just being waiting time or time spent gathering documents.
Overall thoughts? It’s a process. You gotta be patient, organized, and persistent. Keep copies of everything you send. Follow the instructions to the letter. It wasn’t terrible, just a bureaucratic hurdle you have to jump through. Glad it’s done, though!
