Therapy…

Today was my first session.  We kind of went through the standard questions, why I was there, what I hoped to accomplish, etc.  My therapist is a little concerned that I don’t remember most of my childhood.  She didn’t seem to realize how serious I was about being "afraid of everything".  Well, we’ll see how it goes.

I go back next week, only earlier.  We’re going to try EMDR.  I’m not sure how that’s going to work out for me, and I’ll admit, I’m scared.  I’m scared of what it will bring up.  I’m afraid it won’t bring up anything.  I’m afraid it will bring up something, but it will be so insignificant that I’m going to feel like I’m an idiot for that being the cause.

So next week will be scary.  I’ve got my journal to write down any effects of the EMDR.  I picked it up today at Hobby Lobby for only $1.99.  It may only be a short one, but who cares?  As long as it serves it’s purpose.  I just write in whatever comes across my mind in the effects of it anyways, so it may last a while.  It may not.  Either way, it was a cheap thing that will last for at least a little while.

I also bought a travel journal today.  It’s got "April in Paris" written on the cover of it.  It just called to me becaus I was so happy in Paris.  If I had a choice between Paris and Boston, I think I’d honestly choose Paris!  Anyhow, the purpose of that is to record any revelations I have over my trip.

Well, I’m getting really distracted because it’s cold in here, so I’m going to go.  I’ll write more later…maybe tomorrow.

~*~Rave~*~