4 things therapy taught me

Tonight was my last therapy session. My therapist wished me well, gave me a hug and I walked away from his office. A few minutes later I started crying as I walked towards where Lou was going to pick me up from. I cried because I am damn proud of myself for going to therapy and forever …

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I spend money the same way I eat… excessively.

Since my appointment last week, I have become hyperaware of myself and my thoughts around food. I am constantly pausing when an unhealthy thought comes to mind. I have been parenting the shit out of those thoughts, and haven’t binged since. That doesn’t mean the unhealthy thoughts are gone, they’re ALWAYS there. Constantly poking at …