starflier

I don't have much time to post, but thought I'd take a minute and update everyone on how my first appointment went. I was nervous when I went in, had no real idea what to expect. All I knew was that I wanted very much to start unwrapping all the layers of repressed emotions and begin meeting myself, the real me, the one who exists under all the guilt, fear, anguish, and sadness.

I think I'm really going to love this therapist. She is kind and personable, laughs readily, and is not in the slightest bit intimidating. It was a little hard to get started, but she gently guided me and once I got going, oh, my, I have so much to say! I was floating as I left her office, and I'm still digesting everything. Lots to think about. It was incredibly freeing to sit there and be completely honest about my life. I can hardly wait until next week!

Barbara52

I'm glad you had a good first appointment and hope you find therapy as helpful and life changing as I did.

needtolearn

Thanks for sharing, keeping posting the details, why you like her. Glad you found a good one for you.

prodigal

I am so thrilled that you have taken a major step of courage towards finding out who you are!!! One thing that I realized when therapy became painful; the pain of getting through the process to find out who I was would be transitory; the pain of remaining tied to an addicted, looney men was far worse, and could have lasted a lifetime.

Please keep us updated on how you are doing - YOU GO, GIRL!!!!

OverItNow

Good for you! What an incredibly freeing thing it is to be able to talk to someone and discuss your problems, worries, etc. without fear of being yelled at or incredibly misunderstood. This is a wonderful gift you have given yourself.

Kindeyes

I'm so glad to hear that your session went well. It's a little scary to bare your soul to another person. But it's very cleansing. Congrats!

LaTeeDa

I remember a few times leaving my therapist's office and I sort of staggered like I was losing my footing. In a way, it was like letting so much stuff go that I had been carrying around for so long that I felt sort of weak or limp. It was a good feeling, but a little disconcerting. I once told her that I felt like melted cheese. Food analogies really work for me, lol.

L