Therapy Day. If any of you are, or have been, in therapy, you know that some sessions are better, deeper, more solid than others. Today was a deep and solid session, and one I need to carry with me.
Unpack. Rest. Repeat.
For part of this afternoon, I sat in my father's recliner knitting and listening (simultaneously) to Briton's latest podcast episo...
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Revisiting Matthew Perry's ketamine-related death has pretty much closed the door on my using it for my depression. I realize his case,...
3 comments:
I have been in therapy. It helped me shed my first husband and have the courage to restart my life at 28 with two babies. I’m forever grateful.
I have never gone but think if you think you need it, then you need it! Glad it was a good session.
I always consider a session when I ugly-cry a good one.
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