I’m coming at you from Barnes & Noble today. I’ve been sitting here for the good part of the morning doing a little reading, a little reflecting and a lot of sipping on iced coffee.
(PS – Has anyone tried the new vanilla macchiato from Starbucks? I went with a plain iced coffee this morning, but I’m excited to check it out!)
So……today is my last meeting with my therapist, Peggy. She’s leaving Arizona to move on to bigger and brighter things like leading yoga retreats on the beach in Florida or something amazing like that. (Tough life, but somebody has to do it right? She asked me to take some time to reflect prior to our final session on how far I’ve come since I first started therapy a little over three and a half years ago. So, this morning I spent some time reading back through a few of my old journals and thinking about all that has changed.
Some changes are obvious -
I have an easier time rolling with the punches and traversing the ups and downs of life.
I’m more confident in myself and my abilities.
I’m much kinder toward and more accepting of myself.
I’m more aware of my thoughts which helps me keep myself in check. Even when I find myself facing ‘old,’ negative thought patterns that used to trip me up I’m able to recognize them as “just those old beliefs I used to have,” which usually helps them dissipate before they take hold of me.
I’m much more comfortable in my own skin and have become so much more open in my friendships, my relationships and here on the blog (probably to the point of over-sharing at times ) than I was a few years ago.
I’m just an overall happier person.
Some changes are much more difficult to put into words -
As Peggy put it in a recent email that she wrote to me: with therapy, “over time the ‘changes’ become your new normal.” It’s true. Part of the person I’ve grown into doesn’t even recognize the person I used to be. Yet, if anything, I’ve simply become more me than I’ve ever been before.
Therapy has without a doubt been the best investment I’ve ever made in my life (the Brazillian blowout comes in second – you’re welcome, hair ) and the most amazing gift I’ve ever given myself. The process of therapy has helped me to learn so much about myself and the world. It has served as the catalyst for an incredible personal growth journey that I’m certain is only just beginning.
Over the past few years I’ve often wondered how my last therapy session would feel….It feels a little like I’m graduating. Like I, too, am being primed to take on bigger things. And it feels really, really good.
I should probably state that this likely won’t be my last therapy session ‘ever’ (let’s face it, there will be times…), but for now it feels like I’m closing one amazing chapter, and beginning a new one. <3