Untitled #13: Conversations with Myself

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.

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