I don’t have a therapist, though I really should. I mean, I have mother and self-esteem issues that could probably use a good fixing. But, I don’t have time. No, seriously. I just don’t have the time. I would like to find a good therapist, one that I could easily just talk to without feeling like I’m pulling something from myself and it’s taking all the energy in the world to do it.
Yes, I know it’s supposed to be a safe and welcoming place. I’m still an introvert and it takes time for me to open up.
Anyway, driving to the Home Depot today to pick up some paint chips, I had a conversation with myself about those mother issues. I know that I’ll never change her – heaven forbid – but I can change how I act and react with her. It’ll take time and most likely some angry thoughts from me. I don’t know if I’ll actually ever change how I react but I can try, can’t I?
I don’t remember if I’m doing cognitive behavior therapy or dialectical behavior therapy on myself. I can’t remember which is which.
Anyway, that’s it. That’s all I have to say.