I like going because it gives me something constructive to do with all my thoughts. I can talk and talk and talk and talk and talk to literally EVERYONE I know that will listen and still not be satisfied. I talk to a counselor and they usually give me feedback, and encouragement–something more or less productive to do with all of that.
This new guy I started seeing…I like the way he’s walking me through CBT (cognitive-behavioral therapy. Thanks, Social Work education) but my only two sessions have been me talking about my life, him empathizing and getting me to see patterns I’ve created for myself, and then nothing. I left on Friday feeling okay, but I haven’t cried this much in a long time. That is to say I find myself actually tearing up when I’m talking about something sad. I have felt “covered in it” since Friday.
On Monday I came into the office and just cried. After talking with Cathy, Pauline and Janine, I felt better. I felt like I had a game plan, which was to tell the guy that talking about feelings is nice, but we need to move on to an action plan now. Because I can’t just sit with my feelings constantly, I have to go to internship, I have to do school work, etc.
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