I’m Going to Therapy

Yes, therapy.

Some of you probably thought I may have already been going.


I have been so concerned with the others in my life who need help, I have been neglecting someone important. Me.

I finally bit the bullet and contacted a therapist this week. I have my first appointment next week, and I’m hoping we connect so I can start and end this journey with one human.

I have been using other methods, and have gotten some help via chat when my daughter was struggling with suicidal thoughts, but have not taken the time to make sure I am getting the help I need.

I am glad I have taken this step, and I am also nervous. Nervous because I know I will have to get comfortable with being uncomfortable and face some stuff I have compartmentalized over the years.

There is a part of me that wants to back out, I won’t lie. Facing things I have stuffed way deep down is scary.

I just keep telling myself that maybe, just maybe, I will be able to release some of the demons that have been weighing me down. Maybe I can learn to be more graceful with myself.

Maybe I will become more confident in my own skin.

So many benefits of adding this to my toolbox.

It’s about time.

Let’s do this.

2 thoughts on “I’m Going to Therapy

  1. rodentmamasolo

    Oh this is so fantastic!

    A good therapist can give you extra tools for the toolbox or gently coax (or more forceably suggest!) you use the tools at your disposal to move forward and work through stuff.

    You are so worth it and keeping yourself healthy ultimately will help others. I’m so proud of you. I’ve found you inspiring from the first time I saw you speak at Dal. And your blog has been so valuable to me. Theresa

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