Suddenly I see

A year ago, when I was just getting started in therapy, a therapy veteran friend told me she was excited for me.

“Excited? About me being in therapy?” I thought. What a weird thing to say. I thought being in therapy meant I was a mess. A failure. Clearly I needed help. I told my therapist as much at one of our early sessions. Why do you think this makes you a failure, she asked me. How can you fail at something you never learned how to do? My attitude changed when I started thinking of it more like a class. A class I could do really well in.

If we’re good friends, I’ve probably recommended therapy to you in the last year. Yes, you! If you’ve never been, I think you’d learn a lot about yourself. A friend of mine decided to give it a go. She had an initial call with the therapist yesterday, and told me a little about it today.

And I told her I’m excited for her. Doesn’t seem like such a strange thing to say anymore.

She mentioned that she’s looking forward to being stronger within herself. She said she’s noticed that her friends who have been to therapy have a way of communicating, giving advice and seeing the world that’s just different from those not initiated to the club. She wants a piece of that herself.

One of the side effects of getting healthy and strong in yourself is noticing when others aren’t. I don’t mean that in an unkind way. It’s just one of those things that’s easier to see in other people than in yourself.

For example, when I ask someone what they want for dinner, and they can’t decide, I have to wonder what else they aren’t going to be able to decide in life. And, if someone’s schedule is so filled up that he or she never have a minute to stop and think, what are they avoiding? What thoughts are being kept out of the conscious?

My friend then asked if I feel like a different person. No. I feel like a better version of me. All the things I wanted to be and do suddenly seem more obtainable. I’m walking around with my eyes wide open now. It’s the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.

Published by Candace

I’m a journalist, nutritionist, doting auntie, one-time bobsledder, 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.

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