Last month I finally made the move and went back to therapy. One of the things I’m working on is my self-image – trying to change my behavior from always picking out the negative bad things about myself me and focus on the good things. Thus this goal. Today when we were talking about it, my therapist mentioned being my own cheerleader, so I told her how people often comment about my cheerleading tendencies on 43T. She couldn’t have used a better way to express what I need to do, it really struck a chord with me. So from now on I am going to be my own best cheerleader. No more Ms. Self-Doubt. And I’m counting on all of you to remind me when I slip (which I won’t).














