Seeking Help: Then and Now

As I wait for my therapist to call my name, I realize that I am in the same seat that I sat in on my first day of therapy.

Not knowing what to expect that first day, I remember sitting in the waiting room, nervous, scared, and having the urge to just get up and leave. I obviously didn’t want to be there but during that time in my life, I felt desperate for help and didn’t know where else to go.

For years, I was hesitant to seek help because I grew up in a stigma-filled household. Even at a young age, I knew I needed help but the last thing I wanted was to be diagnosed. Sitting in this waiting room was extremely terrifying and thinking about what could potentially happen made me want to burst into tears.

Now looking back and seeing how far I have come, I can honestly say that not canceling that first session was one of the BEST decisions I have ever made. It’s been a few months and  I’m still seeing my therapist. I still get a bit nervous before every session, but excited as well- nervous to talk about my issues, excited to share my improvement.

I am no longer ashamed to say that I see my therapist every month. Instead of getting my nails done or eating out, I invest in a session. This has become my favorite type of self-care and I would recommend it to everyone, even to those that feel like they live perfectly normal/healthy lives. At the end of the day, we all have issues and we all need someone to hear us out.

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