I had something amazing happen.
I was starting to have a panic attack.
I didn’t think to take drugs for it.
I didn’t think to cut myself.
I thought, what would my therapist have me do.
And that is when,
I realized that this therapy is working.
My wife asked me the other day,
where is the optimism coming from?
Is that therapy or medication?
Therapy, I responded.
Glad she noticed.
So much of how I felt was my fault.
Following bad patterns of thinking.
Spinning myself up over things.
Now I stop and ask myself.
Why am I mad, or sad, or worried?
I find the reason.
I shine a light on it.
And it dissipates.
They talk about tools and skills.
I’m learning more and more,
and getting better at using them.
It’s starting to come naturally.
Simple things, like being present in the moment.
But they are having a big impact.
I have been reborn.
No longer tearing myself down.
Now begins my journey for real.
My journey to build myself up.