As I said yesterday, I have been thinking of changing therapists for awhile. I called today and made an appointment at a local clinic with a LPC there. I know, if not for years of counseling, I would not have made an independent decision to do something just because I felt it was best for me.
I don't know if I will click with this new lady, but I am looking forward to someone different. I looked online for reviews of her practice but there were none. I see her Wednesday.
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Monday, September 30, 2013
Busy Weekend
My husband helped me this weekend and I managed to declutter and organize the bathroom and master closet. I have the love seat in the living room piled up to the top of the back with stuff, and a friend that is coming to get it all in the morning. She and her husbands help a lot of people from their church.
I heard a line on a TV show that described how I feel about my mom's death. They said you can know something, but still not believe it. I know in my mind she is gone, but there is a big part of me that still doesn't believe it. I think that is probably very normal.
My sis and I became much closer after Mom died, but now we don't talk as often. Right now, I am feeling very, very alone. Like life is going forward for everyone else, but mine is still and quiet.
I am thinking about stopping therapy. I feel like we stopped making progress a while ago, and now it's like she just tries to fill the time. I have seriously considered finding someone else, someone in my city, so I wouldn't have so far to commute. Plus, I think I could use a change. Different person, different strategy. My therapist was the speaker at a group I went to last week, and I realized after her talk that I have heard all this over and over and I was so bored. Maybe that is how I feel in therapy now- bored!
I have been experimenting with essential oils. I have had insomnia for awhile, and have been using this blend with lavender. I am sleeping SO much better. I just put a few drops in a small bowl in front of my fan at night. It works great!
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I heard a line on a TV show that described how I feel about my mom's death. They said you can know something, but still not believe it. I know in my mind she is gone, but there is a big part of me that still doesn't believe it. I think that is probably very normal.
My sis and I became much closer after Mom died, but now we don't talk as often. Right now, I am feeling very, very alone. Like life is going forward for everyone else, but mine is still and quiet.
I am thinking about stopping therapy. I feel like we stopped making progress a while ago, and now it's like she just tries to fill the time. I have seriously considered finding someone else, someone in my city, so I wouldn't have so far to commute. Plus, I think I could use a change. Different person, different strategy. My therapist was the speaker at a group I went to last week, and I realized after her talk that I have heard all this over and over and I was so bored. Maybe that is how I feel in therapy now- bored!
I have been experimenting with essential oils. I have had insomnia for awhile, and have been using this blend with lavender. I am sleeping SO much better. I just put a few drops in a small bowl in front of my fan at night. It works great!
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Friday, September 20, 2013
September Already
My trip to Seattle was good for me. I was able to do some sewing, cooking, a lot of reading, and just chill. My son worked his regular hours when I was there, so I had my days free. On the weekends, we toured a chocolate factory, went whale watching, and saw a Mariners game.
My mother-in law's visit in July was better. I don't think she has changed, but believe the difference was me. I just don't let her bother me as much anymore. I'm not as sensitive to criticism anymore. She is talking about getting a place and moving here, and even that is ok with me.
My youngest son is getting married next month. I bought a dress. I really dread the wedding, even though I'm happy for him. Meeting her family, all the crowds and commotions, just feels overwhelming. But my daughter reminded me that I dreaded her wedding too, but got through it. I am sure this won't be as bad as the anxiety beforehand.
I stopped seeing the therapist from June to September. I needed a break from that, too. But I am doing good. I really am. I am looking forward to cooler weather, sweaters, The Fall leaves.
Curling up with some good books. I read some good ones lately. I re-read Gap Creek, then The Road To Gap Creek. I have a stack of others on the nightstand.
My son in Seattle is going to be able to get a dog. He has wanted one a long time, but his landlord said no. She finally relented. He will probably get one after the wedding next month, so he won't have to board a new pet. I am glad he will have an animal to keep him company. He grew up with a dog, so he will be a good owner.
My sister and I went to get my stepmother and we all went to the cemetery to take flowers to Daddy's grave for his birthday. Then we went to lunch. It still seems unreal that he and Mama are gone.
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My mother-in law's visit in July was better. I don't think she has changed, but believe the difference was me. I just don't let her bother me as much anymore. I'm not as sensitive to criticism anymore. She is talking about getting a place and moving here, and even that is ok with me.
My youngest son is getting married next month. I bought a dress. I really dread the wedding, even though I'm happy for him. Meeting her family, all the crowds and commotions, just feels overwhelming. But my daughter reminded me that I dreaded her wedding too, but got through it. I am sure this won't be as bad as the anxiety beforehand.
I stopped seeing the therapist from June to September. I needed a break from that, too. But I am doing good. I really am. I am looking forward to cooler weather, sweaters, The Fall leaves.
Curling up with some good books. I read some good ones lately. I re-read Gap Creek, then The Road To Gap Creek. I have a stack of others on the nightstand.
My son in Seattle is going to be able to get a dog. He has wanted one a long time, but his landlord said no. She finally relented. He will probably get one after the wedding next month, so he won't have to board a new pet. I am glad he will have an animal to keep him company. He grew up with a dog, so he will be a good owner.
My sister and I went to get my stepmother and we all went to the cemetery to take flowers to Daddy's grave for his birthday. Then we went to lunch. It still seems unreal that he and Mama are gone.
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