This shouldn’t feel like a big thing to confess, but it is. There’s a stigma. I even subscribe to that stigma … to a certain point. But here it is: I’ve been going therapy. There. I said it. I even like it.
I previously alluded to a difficult time in my life. That referred to relationship problems with my man. Since that’s not just my story to share, I’m going to respect the privacy of all involved and not throw it out there on the Internet. I will say, however, that we’re doing couples therapy.
A big part of that has been individual sessions. I can’t tell you how much I’ve discovered about myself in that process. Understanding myself & my partner better is amazing. Here are a few of the things I’ve worked on personally.
1.Finding my inner strength. My therapist told me I have a tendency to look to other people for strength. I was afraid to find it within. She taught me how to be OK with my alone time. As a result, I no longer feel the need to call half a dozen people per night and schedule every minute of my life. Ahhh!
2.She taught me to listen to my emotions. I know, I know. It sounds ridiculous. But when I stop and recognize that I’m sad or anxious or whatever, it’s easier to move on. So I’m sad. So what? The feeling passes much quicker once I realize what I’m feeling instead of trying to avoid feeling it.
3.Recognizing that we don’t all come from the same background. We don’t all want the same things. As my therapist said, the Golden Rule is a nice idea, but it can be the kiss of death in a relationship. Who knew?
It’s only been a few weeks, but I already feel like a more content, stronger person. I’m trying to spread the word. Therapy is good. And temporary. My therapist says her goal is to work herself out of a job. My advice would be whatever uncertainty you’re holding on to, just get it out there. Whether it’s your own or your partnership’s. Don’t wait until you’re in crisis mode.
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.