So I'm starting this thread to remind me on the bad days that it doesn't last.It's been over 2 months since in finished therapy. It was a powerful and healing experience that I hold of lots of sadness around because it had to end. You know what though? I'm doing ok! I'm surviving without that tender, supportive and wonderful safety net. I know though that because of the work we did, the tears, pain, sadness and because we stuck it out that safety net is now within me. I will never plummet to the desperate depths, and if I get close I know it will pass and I will survive. I'm stronger than I ever knew. I'm living a life. I feel the sadness because I learned to feel. I'm not cut off from the world, im living and that is to be celebrated! Here's to the good days
