Monday, February 18, 2013
I got some sad news on Friday. I went in for my therapy appointment and she let me know that she had gotten another job working in the school administration. So this last Friday was my last appointment with her. This was not good news. She and I go back for quite a few years and I don't think I would be where I am if I hadn't had her. She tells me I'm strong, and that I can do this. She tells me that she uses me as an example to others who are struggling. She calls me her poster child. I know I've come a long way, but I am still frightened. Who will I talk to when things are bad? Who will be there for me to lean on? I don't want to start over. I don't want to have to tell my sad story all over again to a stranger. I know that I am stronger, there have been so many good changes in the last year and a half. I have learned so much, from her, from absolutely incredible people here. My fear is I'm just one slipped step from being there again. She kept me accountable.