I have therapy today. Every week, I dread sitting across from her. I think she's amazing, and therapy truly helps, and I believe 99% of everyone in the world needs it. Tee hee. That being said, I dread it because I have to talk about myself and puuulllll out the sh** in order to heal. It's the main reason why 75% of the people I know, are not in therapy. And, while we're at it, maybe 25% of those people will never face their SHIT in order to heal. They will die in mental anguish. I mean, it sounds awful, but if you had an open wound on your leg that you ignored.....what would happen?
Anyway, the title of this post was "I feel hopeful", so let me stop there.
I feel hopeful because I have a place to rest my head. I will be staying with my Brother and his family for an undetermined amount of time. They are moving me into their already cramped townhouse with their 2 boys, and may even let me bring Marley. They want me to heal, educate and strengthen, and will adjust their house to do so. That's what I frickin' call a blessing.
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I love therapy. Yep, I said it. I do. I have been on both sides as a patient and as the therapist....you are nurturing your soul by making the effort to look within, confront the issues before you. It will pay off.
ReplyDeleteI found that usually when it is most difficult to get there (emotionally or physically) is when you need to get there the most. I can remember literally falling asleep once when I knew I had an appointment and missed it. I was working through some rough issues and didn't even realize in the moment that I was actually a subconscious defense mechanism.
Anyway, keep at it, do the work, feel it and walk through it. Take care.