Posted by Dinah on March 27, 2007, at 12:24:11
And it just happens to fall on a therapy day. :)
When I mentioned it to my therapist a few sessions ago he asked if I wanted to do something to celebrate. I kind of let that one slide.
It's not one of the multiple of five years, so I probably won't do anything. Although it is the year we made it back from Katrina, so maybe a small writing to that effect and a dozen cookies might be in order.
I asked him if he felt like a failure, to have been seeing me twelve years and here I was not fixed yet. And he laughed and said no, not at all. Did I consider myself a failure? And I think not really.
I went into therapy functioning well enough on a certain level, with only OCD and panic attacks. I got a lot worse before I got better again. Partly due to life circumstances, partly due to medication trials, and partly due to therapy itself. But now that I'm reorganizing myself from that mess, I find that I'm not the same as when I started. And in good ways.
Who knows what would have happened without therapy with things like my father's death and the stresses of motherhood. I can venture some good guesses. I would have probably gotten through. But I wouldn't be the me I am now. And I think I'm glad about that. I'm not sure if my husband is, but I am.
I like anniversaries. They're good times to look back and assess the journey. And to look forward I suppose too. Although who knows what forward will bring.
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