On Therapy
I'm in therapy. I keep on harping that to anyone I feel comfortable sharing it with. I discuss in detail what I do in therapy with just a handful of people, probably 2-3 persons. I tell anyone who's willing to listen because it's something that I want to normalize and by sharing it, I would feel more at ease about it. For years I have resisted getting help. I think I went into Psych because I thought it would help me. And I have always resisted counseling because my transference is really high, so is my abasement. But now that I am doing it, I realize how beneficial it can be, especially to someone like me who has a truckload of issues. As it is, it was Cat again who pushed me to do this--to engage in something that I need but was never brave enough to do. Inadvertently, her death pushed me into doing this. In the weeks following her death, I couldn't cope, I couldn't think, I couldn't do anything worthwhile and that time in my life opened my eyes that I had to ...