Clear as Mud- Tybee Island, Ga 2010
I admit to seeing a therapist because it really helps. SHHHhhhh....there is still something of a stigma attached to seeking mental health care. I see it and hear it all the time as I work in healthcare and have to encourage and promote access to mental health treatment.
Without it, I would go through life on autopilot. Not that this still doesn't happen when I'm working with a therapist. It's like my mental conversation is ..." blah blah blah blah-I want to do this..I want to do that. I'm trying to do this. I'm doing this. I'm gonna do that!"
Then , suddenly , WOMP!!!.
Something she says makes sense a week later and I do a complete 180 degree or 90 degree or 45 degree turn. What the heck have I been doing? No wonder I've been stuck. Sure, maybe I would have gotten there anyway, eventually, 30 years later.
Then there are the big questions: "What is your goal in life? What do you want out of life? What is your Life really about? "
scratches head and goes- Huh?
Seriously, I just stare blankly sometimes.
Flashes. Little flashes of clarity light up my brain on occasion.
The hard part is-keeping those lights lit and really doing something about it.

I'm glad to be back in therapy. It is helping but would do more if I could see her more often. I'm glad you are getting some help. Therapy is beneficial to anyone in my opinion. Stigma be damned. I know what you mean though. Even my family has trouble with why I go to therapy sometimes.
ReplyDeleteTherapy and blogging saved my life! I know that sounds dramatic and I don't really mean that I was going to die, physically, but it certainly saved my spirit!
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