So I brought it up to my T today. But first, I spent some time thinking about exactly what it was that I was asking. As Anne2.0 suggested, I put down the script and just thought about the nature of therapy itself. What if I just embraced my brokenness? Who would we be, if we weren’t broken? Where would we develop empathy or compassion for others? And instead of feeling like a pathetic loser, I felt a bit empowered by that. And I thought about Lrad’s Kintsugi jar; with the beauty that can only come when we put together broken parts of ourselves.

And so we talked about vulnerability. And working through the hard stuff. And the questions that I want to explore.

And it was good. Contemplative. Comforting. And ultimately empowering.

Thank you all for your wisdom. And hugs. And for just hanging out here.