Wait.. who said I'm over the fear?

When I couldn't stand another day and the sight of myself in a mirror made me ill and I would wretch at the scent of my OWN perfume... I knew I should have called years ago.

I see my T as a "life coach". I'm surely a mess, and with him I can put everything out on the table.. piece by piece.. and he helps me pick and choose what I wish to put back in. I put NOTHING out there that I don't want him to see or I don't want to discuss. As time goes on it will all be said...

Let me ask.... if you had a gaping wound on your rear end, wouldn't you go to the hospital, bare all and say "FIX IT"? With a therapist, you needn't even go so far as to "expose" yourself. You're not naked! You're completely in control and what gets discussed is really all up to you. I don't know about other T's, but with mine it's just like having a conversation and there are times I'll spend the first 15 minutes discussing the weather...

Make the call. Just because you can't see this particular wound doesn't mean it doesn't need attention.

L