Go to therapy

that I’ve been seeing is one of the best I have ever seen. Perhaps the best.

I’m working through soooo many things.

I’m truly thankful for the perspective she gives me.

This woman has definitely chosen the right profession.

I feel that I’m already on my way, after having gone to five probatory sessions and signing up today. It wasn’t the easiest session, but I came out alright, and that’s when I knew. There will probably times of bitter regret, hating her, thinking it’s a time of waste, but right now, this afternoon, the overall feeling is one of hope. Determination. As for the goal, I’ll transform it into one of those “I’ve done it and I want to keep doing it”-things.

Yay!!!

Dang, 43things swallowed my entry from last week. Friday is the day – either stick with the therapist I’ve already had four probatory sessions with, or say good-bye to her and immediately search for someone else. Or postpone the decision, search for someone else, and “sign up” with her if not able to find someone who is perfect. She’s not. But is anybody?

I started going last week. I had my second session today.

I really like this woman a lot.

I’m looking forward to working things out with her.

She’s also obviously a lesbian and obviously with J’s therapist!

They share an office…and a house upstate. Hopefully they won’t compare notes.

who will work with me. I’m setting up an appt for next week.

sigh…....

This friday at noon. I’m really nervous, but I’m going to spend the next two days writing out what I think my problems are, and what I want to talk about the most.

I feel really proud of myself even though it’s such a small easy step. I was too anxious to even call for a looong time :)

There’s a student-run clinic a maybe a mile or two away; it’s therapists who’ve gotten their masters and are going for their doctorate.

I’ve been there before to set up an intake, but never managed to stick with it enough to be getting actual ongoing therapy there. I move from here to Florida at the end of May, and I really want to get something going there before I move!

I came up with ten issues I need help working on. Wow.

The hardest part was to decide what to look for – psychoanalysis or cognitive-behavioral therapy. I’ve heard (and hope it’s true!) that many therapists bridge those approaches, but unfortunately, most online databases asked me to decide on either approach/school. Nonetheless, they presented me with a search result of a hundred names. Nerve-wracking. At the end of last year, I finally got around to compiling a list of people I want to call in order to set up appointments/get my name onto their waiting list. Not much looking forward to those 2-minute telephone conversations about what’s wrong with me.

shit hitting fan is driving me back to it