The other day was feeling sad because in April it will be 7 yrs I have been in therapy. This is a good chunk of my life, I was hoping to be through by now. Fact is, I am still so messed up, I can not handle 2 days a week, had to return to 1 day. I see no light at the end of the tunnel for therapy.
However, I woke up this morning with a wonderful thought on my mind.
There are 2 major incidents in my life with family members that I regret not speaking my mind and standing up for myself. Telling it like is was.
Today, the perfect words were in my head, I am going to write them down possibly write 1 or 2 poems. This is gratifying. Not so much as if I were to have done it then, I know I could not have though.
The most gratifying part is knowing I am stronger, I can stand up to people know, not take manipulation, not be silent if someone has used me as pawn to get what they wanted from someone else, etc...
Going forward, I will be my own person in this sense. Freeing feeling indeed.
Moderator - Depression
"...when the gift of sight is cause enough for jubilation."
Billy Collins from the poem. HIGH
DX: reverse Trigeminal Neuralgia;Cluster headaches; Atypical face pain;Hemicrania Continua; raynauds;complex PTSD; recurring MDD,disassociative disorder;