Monday, Monday


Here I am, waiting for the insurance guy to come and give an estimate on my car. Yes, there was another accident. I was in the right lane and the other person was in the left. He tried to turn into my lane, cutting me off. We did not hit thankfully. There were a lot of cars around that could have been involved. Instead I turned away to try to avoid an accident. I succeeded in avoiding cars, including his but I lost control of the vehicle and took down a mail box of a candy store. I guess that I won’t go to that candy store anymore. There is very little damage but I want it fixed because it is a fairly new car. So I am waiting for him to arrive at precisely 8:00.

I chose to get my housework done early and go out after to plant some sunflowers. Oh, I think he’s here. He is going to check the car and write me a check, “no pun intended”.

Its been awhile since I have written on this blog. I was going through a difficult transition in my life and did not feel up to much of anything. I am better now.

Everything is going well, so far, with my new therapist. I’ve made a decision to write about my sessions in hopes that it will not only help me to express myself but also to validate and encourage others. It’s a big step, going to therapy. The brave and courageous are usually the ones that seem to choose therapy. If a person chooses therapy, that is not some defect in them. It’s not a bad thing to have to do. I am grateful for therapy. The therapist actually listens to me and validates what I am going through now and what I went through in the past. I didn’t have that in my childhood. Children suffer in silence because of fear. A person suffers in their adult life as the aftermath of that trauma.  There is help available.  Sad to say, there are a lot of other people out there who either do not have the therapy option or don’t know that they do. So many people suffer in silence their whole life. Other people think they can get through trauma on their own and judge others for going but their adult life is a mess. Not everyone has the courage to go to therapy. I commend all that do. It is not a weakness to go to therapy. Its a strength!





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