A double-edged sword

Remaining in a situation that is not good for you is never a great idea. The sooner you realize this, the sooner you can do something about it and, theoretically, get out.

Per my therapist, that pretty much sums up my problem. And inevitably, it is always my well-being that is negatively affected. So why is this so hard for me?

I don’t know if it’s a question of me expecting everything to be hard – as in, I have pretty much struggled my whole life, so why would now be any different?

Or is it that I just don’t feel like I deserve good things to come my way? A subtle distinction, perhaps, but apt. One is more active, the other passive.

I don’t have the answer, but either way, it does not bode well for me. In one case, I expect hardship, in the other, nothing good. Therapy was my way out.

Therapy has taught me so much. About myself mainly, but also about the world I inhabit, with all its familiar faces. As I have said, I was lucky. I like my therapist a lot.

It is imperative to have a good fit. I have been unlucky in the past and the difference can make or break your situation.

Really though, therapy is something of a lens. It allows you to see things in a new light. Which can be harsh, so it helps to be prepared for that.

Because you can never unsee what you have seen. In other words, once something has been exposed, it kind of forces your hand to do something about it.