Therapy

Half a Pie in the trash can
I started meeting with a therapist last fall.  She helped me work out the stress I was feeling.  I haven't seen her since November.  Monday morning, after a terrible night of anxiety, I reached out to her.  I got an appointment for today.  Dr. seemed to be pleased with my progress, even in the midst of a pandemic.   Ultimately, I have a lot of big balls in play and this pandemic caused the world to hit the pause button and my balls are just floating.

              • I want to go to South Korea and I'm tired of people asking me what I'm going to do.  Or even suggesting that this might not be the right time.
              • I gained weight.  I had to throw out the Easter pie I made.  
              • I have chosen to sleep at a friend's house because I have panic attacks at night.  I think the panic attacks are about the fear I have of being alone.  Yes, it means I am exposed to people but right now, it is only two other people.
              • I will be going back to work in the physical school building.  It is risky, but not really because on 3 or 4 other people are working on campus, plus the custodial staff (and they are working on cleaning the building).

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  1. MargaretApril 16, 2020 at 8:08 AM

    It sounds like you're finding coping strategies, although the pie might not have been a good one. You recognized that, and got rid of it! I'm glad that you talked with your therapist. This is a painful, and uncertain time. I hate it.

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