Therapy - Day One

Also to be known as the Shoe Diaries.

I met my new therapist today. She wore Echo boots.

If anyone thinks that is a weird thing to know about your therapist it normally is. But I hang around Tess and I read her blog. My only thought as I walked into her office today was about her shoes. If you think that makes me crazy you are wrong. It is all because of this post Tess wrote on her blog. Lucky for me I wasn’t crazy about her shoes and I really liked her.

This was very new for me. I didn’t know where to start or what to say. I have never opened up and told a stranger about my personal life. Well except that day I first met Eddie. But considering I was probably having a nervous breakdown at the time I figure that I don't need to count that day.

When I first walked in she told me to have a seat on the couch. What a cliché. She had a couch in her office. I wasn’t sure if maybe I should lie down on it. She asked why I was there and what prompted me to seek her out. That was a loaded question.

I spent the next hour telling her about my marriage, my husband and my children. She asked me questions every once and a while. But mainly she just listened to me talk. And cry.

As I spoke to her things became clearer for me. Some of the feelings I have had for a very long time I was able to talk about and express them. I never told her about my affair with Eddie. I don’t think at this point I need to.

I did tell her about my new friendship with Tess. But not how we met or the things we discuss at times.

I did ask her at the end if I was crazy. She confirmed I wasn't. See Tess told you I was just a little unwell. Now you can't use me to try and make yourself seem sane anymore.

As I left I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I now know this is something I should have done a long time ago. I made another appointment with her. So you will all be lucky to follow along with my therapy visits. I'll also keep you updated with what shoes she wears.