I'm feeling empty and a little depressed. I want to disappear, hide and not be able to be found. Not sure where this is coming from. I'm willing to take a guess.
My mom joined me in my therapy session last week. I wanted her to so she could meet my therapist and get an update about the self-injury. I'm very glad she came. I might be having some delayed feelings.
It was one of the best sessions I've had. My mom always provides insight into stuff I can't remember For example, what was the sexual abuse trauma that happened to me between the ages of 4-6? Now I know.
My therapist shared what we were working on. It was interesting to hear her talk about me and likewise to hear my mom talk about me. There was a tender moment with my mom where she cried a little bit. I'm so proud to have her for my mom.
It felt like a dump truck had been emptied. I was a little shell shocked when we were done. I guess I haven't sat with it until now.
Anyway, it was good overall. I'm going to rest today. Way too hot and laying down hugging my pillow decreases the stress and increases comfort.
"In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith, of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire, may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed." (1 Pet 1:6-7 NIV)
About This Blog
My blog shares my recovery journey from childhood abuse to living with mental illness. I've been involved in twelve step groups and therapy since 1982. I accepted Jesus as my Savior in 1988. To the best of my ability, I have followed where He wants me to go and what He wants me to do. Maybe you'll find the hope and strength you need through what I write. Maybe you want to stop hurting yourself. Maybe you have a friend who needs help and can benefit from my story. I was newly disabled when I asked God this question: "What do you want me to do with my life?" I closed my eyes and paused for a few moments to still my mind. This is what I sensed from Him: "Amy, I want you to write your story to bring hope and healing to those who are still suffering." And that's exactly what I am doing!