people can only meet you as deep as you meet yourself
during my last therapy session last november, i asked my therapist if i was "fixed". i study psychology and logically i know that my question was absurd. i know that the journey of repairing the parts of yourself that were damaged by years of insecurity, disappointment and whatever incidents happened to your self-worth is not something that can be completed in ten one-hour sessions. i know that healing is not linear, i know that recovery is not a checklist, i know that there is no magical threshold where a therapist stamps your forehead and tells you congratulations, you are now mentally healthy. i know all of this because i have spent years learning it. i have written essays about it, sat through lectures about it and memorised theories about it. but despite knowing all of that, there was still a part of me that desperately wanted her to say yes. quick quick quick. i wanted a quick recovery. more often than not i look at my mental health the same way i look at my physical he...
