I’ve been struggling, have you noticed? With everything.
The state of the world. The losses I’ve experienced. My own world view. If you’ve been reading along, you may have noticed.
I let it go a long time. And then, I started feeling blue.
THAT was different. I’m not a depressive.
Finally, I decided to find a therapist. My past forays into therapy have been helpful and I know a little something about how to screen them. This time, I screened also for Covid policy, vaccination status and masking. Oh, and also to make sure they were not Trump supporters, because if they were I’d know they lacked critical thinking skills. Would not want someone like that treating me.
The first therapist who called back clicked, at least on the phone call, and I’ve got an appointment for very soon. Once I took that step, I felt a great weight had lifted. All things looked brighter.
As someone who works in grief, I do know how insidious it can be. And when she described to me a Gestalt technique she often used, the empty chair, I felt tears gather. I’d done it before so I know its power.
So much loss in my life and not only through death. I knew I needed the empty chair and many people would be seated there. Too many for me to handle alone.
When you’re someone who’s always been expert at holding it all together, and at managing alone, there is great release in being able to let all that out to a third party. An uninvolved but professional third person.
So yes, I’m looking forward to my first session and hope the promise I feel today pays out.
Because no matter how much loss in our life, none of us is an island. We all need an outlet.
Wish me luck.
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