Oh how I miss my former counselor but feel blessed with my present ones. They are all so different with their techniques and process of therapy. I know at this time in life, this is were and what I am to do. I’m just unsure where it all will lead. One day (session) at a time. It seems we just talk, or I talk. Just that is a growth in me though because years ago I normally would not talk much in sessions but listen, grasp the words from her while understanding my past and present, glancing into the future. It was as if she turned a light on for me. In looking at and organizing my storage box of four years recently of my notes and of my own research done, we covered a lot of trauma, abuse and emotional baggage. Not easy. Being aware and becoming enlightened, brought life to my spirit, soul and body.
Seeing this photo yesterday on a post (info noted below), it is so me whether words were spoken or just my many thoughts tossing around in my mind, I was everywhere. This is a great post and page to follow on Facebook. Hope you enjoy. Thank God for counselors and in my case, Christian counselors.
Perhaps if you are in a place that needs direction, consider making an appointment with a counselor. The stigma of counseling is still a major negative with so many but it is your life to make that final decision and not care what others (family or friends), the church, etc., think or say. I know I am a better person today and happier. God is still and always will be my focus. I was just at a place I needed someone to see me, hear me, and understand me. Just that brings healing to a wounded heart and mind. Life happens!
I feel He opened doors for me to have my specific counselors. That’s God! Honestly, I don’t know if I would be here right now otherwise as all hope and desire to live was pretty low many years ago. So, I have come a long way and by the Grace of God.
He knows my name (your name) and He knows where I was/I am (you are). Trust Him.
With my former counselor of four years, and this may sound selfish, but I really feel He prepared her with all the education required, training, etc., just for me. He knew I would need her. I did!
Hopefully, my writing will encourage you if discouraged and push you toward finding a counselor. This is part of self-care and needed, not selfish as you are worthy. Do this for you.
Or perhaps express my appreciation of those in this field as a counselor/therapist helping others. Thank You! This field is not one to take lightly. A small fortune to go through the years of education, training, internships, continuing education, building your business, etc. Let’s not forget the emotional toil it takes to listen to person after person of heartbreaking, life situations that brought them to through your door. Your own self-care is needed and required.
As you can tell, I support counseling.
“I don’t know…I’m rambling.”
“Sorry, I’m all over the place today.”
“Does any of this make sense?”
I often hear these types of statements from my clients.
I love this image because it accurately shows my process as a therapist. As a client speaks, I listen and categorize and organize what is said with the information that I already know about them, or for new clients, things that I am getting to know about them. I’m rarely “lost” or overwhelmed with information, and any new information that doesn’t fit into an existing ball starts a new one.
▪️Credit to Re-New Psychological Services, LLC
How many times do I have to say or write a post-it note so that he will get it? This drives me absolutely insane. Perhaps that is the plan. Hmm…
So, my husband goes out to mow and tend to the yard. He goes out the front door, leaving it unlocked while working in our backyard. Nowadays, you do not leave your house unattended to, such as a garage, front door unlocked, etc. This is not Mayberry anymore. Still, today 
I just walked in, unlocked door, and he is in back mowing. Fear hits, more times than others, of what could be or could happen. As many times as we have had this conversation, it is a lack of respect for me and my safety, I feel.
As you and I both know, drugs will cause people to do whatever. While I may not have the perfect ten for a body and with my age but thoughts of rape are there, as I am still a woman and I have heard worse incidents of such. To be hit and knocked out in order to steal, shot or even killed is not uncommon these days. When I am home alone, I keep my doors locked. Not necessarily out of fear but just common sense.
As a mother, no doubt each of us as a little girl dreamed of being one. The anticipation of dating, kissing, falling in love, marriage and then comes a baby carriage. Bet you are thinking or singing the little ditty of a song that goes along with this dream.
child, school, sports, illnesses, etc. Then the next is that they are off to college and maybe never to return back home. Their bedroom sits empty and the noises and smelly socks and shoes are gone, in my case. Just memories last and pride bursts through of their independence and success.
No matter how tall they get or where they go in life, this child I carried within and in my arms will always be in my heart. When they hurt, I hurt. Letting go to allow life and its lessons bash them is more than a mother can withstand. Is it paybacks of what we did to our mothers perhaps? Just as a toddler walking, they fall and get back up. Same with an adult child. Knowing this period brings growth in them, it swallows us up in fear.
As a mother, I know that I can pray for God to cover my child with His protection. Praying continuously. To bring Christians in their path to speak hope and life when hearing their mom over and over again, goes in one ear and out the other. Still, I am the biggest cheerleader in their life and always will be. My love is everlasting.
Just Pondering... 