Therapy III

I start to think that there is some magical chemical in the air of Jen’s office. More than half of the things I said on her couch were buried so deep in my mind that I didn’t even know they were there. “I want a dark hole to go hide in.” I found myself lashing…Read more »

Therapy II

Woah my first ever sequel! And thank you for waiting so patiently for this my seven dedicated readers! Sitting on her couch, I reached for a long woolly pillow and held it on my lap. The giant ceiling-to-floor window was right beside this comfortable couch. A line of birds (probably the signature Canada Geese) were…Read more »

Therapy

It is not easy to go through therapy. Let me skip all the mental debates of whether or not we should go seek for help from a psychologist. That is a whole other chapter in itself. It takes a lot of courage to acknowledge that I have a mental illness and professional help will be…Read more »