We can only give what we have

I’m starting therapy soon. Well, I’m looking for a therapist.

This has been a long time coming. I realize that all the emotional turmoil I’ve sort of worked through on my own – I don’t NEED to do by myself. That help is okay, and on its way. That improving the self goes beyond body. That you can only do so much with the tools that you have.

That there is a broader way of being, a better way of being, a kinder way of being.

That I don’t have to stay beholden to my anger flashes. That my anger flashes can be managed, worked through, acknowledged, that I can move on, that I can think better, be better.

I want so badly to be kind, to be a better communicator, and to unpack the trauma of my past and recognize how it informs me today.

I’m incredibly excited to disentangle.