Therapy

I met with Erica yesterday.

As I've mentioned before, I have two therapists.

Erica is part of my neuro team. Her role is to keep me alive.

Katryna is my other therapist. She moved to Florida last year, but we still text and message. Her role is to keep my salvation in somewhat good standing! :)

Both ladies are no-nonsense, to the point, badass broads!

Both love me.

Both want me to be my very best self.

Therapy is IMPERATIVE.

I truly believe this.

Finding a good match for you is also imperative.

That doesn't mean that you choose someone who is just so happy with you and tells you everything is roses and daisies...

That's what you DON'T want.

But, finding someone who gets you and your soul is so important.

Yesterday, Erica and I talked about anger and my legit fear of it.

We talked about my current anxiety about leaving my house and going anywhere.

We talked about my mama-bearism.

We talked about moving my body.

We discussed ways to get me to sleep. I am REALLY needing sleep.

We talked about holding my head high every time I go anywhere.

We discussed my worth, and the fact that we are not defined by our emotions.

Then, I said I thought three months was too far out, so maybe six weeks.

She started laughing.
"Heidi, we are going back to every two weeks for a while."

And, that's why I love her!