About Therapy

Immediately after my first session, I felt so exhausted and tired. I just went down stairs, put on meditation music and did some yoga.

I thought to myself, what just happened? I expected him to ask me deep questions and then tell me who I am as a person or make some big revelations about my disorder or tell me something was wrong or that at least nothing was wrong. It was as if 2 friends were sitting and chatting. And I couldn’t believe anybody could make me open up about my feelings. I hadn’t opened up exactly to my therapist. I believed it was his responsibility to force me to open up. Like to some extent it felt like a challenge. “Try to read me if you can :P. let’s see if you have those therapist powers :P :P”.

My friend asked me what the therapist said. Whether he said I had a mental illness or not. Lol it is funny. And when I said I have weekly sessions coming up, to some extent my friend felt guilty. Guilty that she wasn’t able to cure me. I love her. She is cute. She considers me and my happiness as her responsibility.

So now, it’s been almost a week since my session, and I have realized 7 key aspects this week. If you want to what it is, please keep listening.