As few years ago if you asked me about therapy, I would said…mmmmm I’m not really sure why you would want to invest the time or money into sessions with someone that merely sat across from you while you moaned and complained… I mean honestly you could do that with your best friend right? Wrong! Because there is nothing more powerful than finding the right therapist who can bring you to tears and laughter in one session.
I believe I have found such a therapist. I cannot express enough the difference my sessions have made to me, for me. I remember making my first appointment earlier this year, thinking that I needed to deal with my emotional eating, little did I know that the sessions were going to do allot more than just deal with my food cravings. The initial sessions were very platonic for me, limited talk about Shaun (only good of course), we hovered mostly around my relationship with my family and how I felt my childhood influenced my eating. I recall always feeling guilty after my sessions, it was like having an affair almost… Normal on the outside, with lies and hidden agendas on the inside for me.
It took the events that unfolded while I was in Ireland to finally expose the truth, the truth I denied and hid from for so long. The truth that I was in an abusive relationship and trying to escape this relationship for many years.
The true value from my sessions started to take place when I finally got the courage to speak my truth. It was not easy, allot of tears and allot of reflections took place. Each session became more meaningful, the healing could finally begin, because the truth had surely set me free.
My journey towards emotional stability was now a reality, it hurt like hell to be exposed to another, there was no more hiding from the truth anymore.
The universe did well to place me in the hands of a therapist that allowed me to be gentle with myself. One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned through the sessions is how easily we blame ourselves for the actions of others. Therapy helped me realise that I can only control my own actions and not another’s. The power of faith and asking our creator for salvation, provided me with many amazing people, my therapist being one of those angels.
Three months later and I am still in therapy, I wouldn’t have it any other way, with each session I grow stronger, learning more about myself. I am now able to survive my abuser, look him in the face and for the first time see him for the man he really is. My therapy sessions helped me remove the blinkers, I am not blinded by a false sense of love and guilt anymore! I will not compromise my values for love, love should never ask you to do such, and love built on lies is not love! Love that asks you to lie is not love! Be true to you…. Speak your truth and it shall certainly set you free!