So, I have issues. I mean, we all have issues. Some of you might have read that and thought, “I don’t have any issues.” Well, guess what, that’s your issue. Anyway, back to me.
I have issues. I have issues from parents who had an unhappy marriage. I have issues from losing my mom when I was 18. I have issues from struggling with my weight for as long as I can remember. I have issues from not dating very much when I was younger. I have issues from being engaged to someone who wasn’t very nice. I have issues from being a 30-something and single in a religion of marriages. I have issues from feeling like I live below my potential. And so on and so forth.
So, I started going to therapy back when I was in grad school. Maybe a little later in life than I should have, but you know, better late than never. But even then, I wasn’t really ready to deal with some of my issues. And so, recently, I decided to start again. In fact, I wanted to a while ago, but therapy in New York when not a student is not really in my budget. Enter Columbia Teacher’s College and a fantastic center where I can go to a grad student for an amount of money I can afford and, well, to therapy I went.
I started going about two months ago and, let me just tell you, I LOVE THERAPY. Seriously. And I love my therapist. I know this might sound ridiculous to some of you, but there is just something about having someone outside of your life to listen to your thoughts and push back when you’re thinking crazy s@$#. Or, as is often my case, being too hard on yourself. And there’s just something about knowing that I have issues and then dealing with them that makes me feel so very sane.
Anyway, I felt like I needed to share this on the blog because it just didn’t feel right not to. Now, how much more I will share about is still TBD because, well, I get pretty dang personal in therapy. (Yeah, I know, you’re shocked that there are things I don’t share on the blog.) For now, just know that I talk about all the crap I mentioned and then some. It’s a good time.
And just one more thing I want to say about this right now. I know that there are those of you reading this who are probably thinking, “Well, yeah, I have issues, but I don’t think I need to talk to a therapist.” And to you I would say you are absolutely right. You don’t need to. Especially if you feel like your life is where you want it to be (and I’m not saying that in a snarky way). This is not me trying to tell everyone that they should be in therapy. This is me saying that it helps me a lot.