I started therapy years ago. Many have asked, “Do you like it”? “Has it really helped you”? I always respond with a proper, “Absolutely, I love it” and that’s the truth. From my experience I went in with a willingness to understand my younger child. Where I was in my life, I wanted to figure out why I felt like an “adult child.” I was always told I can’t do this or that. This went on throughout my teen and early adult years. This apparently only applied to me even though I had cousins do same age doing what they said I could not when we were all together. In adult years I would go back and forth with my mother about me being her child and she had to do these things because she had me. My therapist boldly told me “Your mother doesn’t have to do anything for you, she raised an adult not a child”. Things started to click. This was true. Harsh, but true. Though I had adult responsibilities I still felt childlike. The more I unpacked the more I went back to see why I felt this way. They treated me like a child for so long, I was bound to the dependance of the feeling and words that sat me down. I no longer have that mindset which was a breakthrough moment for me. Walking in my authority has been so rewarding.

Dear Reader,

If you’re thinking of getting therapy, that’s a win. The first step is admitting you need help and you can’t do it on your own. I’ve been blessed with amazing friends and family, but sometimes someone who you don’t know can have just as an impact.