Why I Love My Therapist

good tidings, healthy choices, mental illness awareness, personal reflection

I’m gonna throw some love out there. So many of my posts are about dealing with sticky situations that aren’t necessarily positive, so I thought I’d talk about a truly bright part of my life.

My therapist is my devil’s advocate, my friend, my rock, and my stepping stone. I find so much value in my sessions with her and found myself wanting to dive deeper into why I get so much out of these sessions and whether anyone else might feel the same way.

What to Write When You Don’t Know What to Write

creative writing, personal reflection, successful failures

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Let’s start with the fact that I chose to:

  1. Get out of bed
  2. Breathe

Today I feel just ok. I don’t feel exceptional, gifted, or awesome in any form of the words.

I feel… ok. Normally, that would be just ok, just fine, just dandy. But, in my life, battling depression, bipolar, anxiety, and OCD on a daily basis, I might tend to think an ok day is much more than just ok.