I just wanted to tell someone. I feel excited for my sessions because I feel motivated to not hurt the people I love anymore.

Making the appointments and finding the therapist was AGONY. Even thinking about googling programs or counselors would paralyze me. But I did it. And I’m here, by the grace of God.

It hurts really freaking bad to sort through the stuff that stunted my emotional intelligence all those years ago, but it feels really freaking amazing to know that I’m building my own tool belt. It feels even more amazing when I can use those tools to effectively self-regulate my emotions without require the intervention of another person.

One day I’m going to be healthy. One day I’ll be able to say I am in remission.

Thanks for listening. 🤍