Therapy Thoughts, Part One

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I’m skipping the daily resource because my brain isn’t letting me focus well today. The ticking of ADHD checkboxes continues over here. My goal is to get tested before the end of the year.

But that’s not what I wanted to talk about. I want to try out a new feature where I talk about my experiences with therapy. I really want people to know what therapy is like, and while it’ll differ for everyone, I hope this helps if you’re considering therapy.

Yesterday, an old source of trauma found a new way to be awful. The good news is that it happened only a few hours before therapy, so from the moment it happened, I kept thinking, “Therapy cannot come soon enough.” I meet with my therapist every Monday afternoon, and I find that timing so helpful because it sets my week’s tone. Unfortunately, this week started with pain, and I know it will linger with me for a few days. It has potential to get worse, and I have no control over that. (I’m trying to be vague here. I don’t want to get into details.)

So, this week’s therapy appointment focused on two things: Fresh trauma and ADHD. My therapist gave me a place to vent my frustrations and hurt over the trauma, but she also gave me a place to think through the brain struggles I’ve been having.

See, I’m stuck. I have been for a few weeks. I’m so overwhelmed by my business and home and life that I make very little forward movement each day. I’m spinning in place, surrounded by tasks and unfinished projects, and I don’t know what to pull from where to get going. This, my therapist is convinced, is ADHD, and we talked about the possibility of getting tested and medicated. Because I’m currently angry with the pharmaceuticals industry, I’m not keen on being medicated for yet another condition, but I’m also digging a hole in this spot where I’m spinning.

This might not sound like a great ad for therapy, but without my therapist, I’d be even worse. I wouldn’t have the tools and the outside perspective to return to and consider to move me forward.

It’s worth it. That’s all I can think to say to wrap this up because my brain is being a weirdo.

Talk to me!