Okay first up, I know today is not Thursday, but it is the day that I go to therapy and well I couldn't post so I am posting now.
So, the jury is still out on this guy. He seems kinda spastic. My child likes him but then again, why wouldn't he, all they do is play games.
When I asked him what they talk about, he says I don't know but I beat him in checkers.
That's real encouraging.
Anyways, so on Thursday I have to go for my one-on-one session with him and well so far I'm not sure therapy is for me. I mean if I have to revisit the stuff that I have successfully forgotten about or put away, I don't think I am going to hang in there.
This past Thursday he hit a cord. I had to think about the top three awful things that happened to me at the hands of my parents. And well, at first I couldn't think of anything. I almost grabbed my phone to call one of my sistah friends to ask her and then it all came back to me like I was being swept away by a flood.
Let's just say that I had a stank attitude the rest of the day. He also gave me homework and well, I wanted to share the wealth...You know what they say, therapy is only good if you can share it with a group. (okay they don't say that but who cares)
Think about your childhood, how are you different now from then...how do you want your future to differ from your present.
"Yesterday is gone forever, today is what you make it, tomorrow has yet to be written. Stop letting people from your past who do not matter continue to write chapters of your life when you know they aren't going to stick around for the finale."