So, things are slowly... VERY slowly getting better. I say this because my counselor and I have come up with a “title” to label what I have... but in less than 2 weeks I go see my psychiatrist and they will diagnose what I have. Didn’t know I’ve been battling with this issue for a very long time, and it took me to have my son for my brain to realize something wasn’t right. So therefore, many days and nights after my son was born of me crying my eyes out and doubting my self worth... and I finally am getting the real help I need... and NOT what I just think I need. I know it sounds weird, but this is WAY better than me trying to figure things out on my own when I know i can’t. And for you funny people out there, no the label isn’t “crazy”.... although that’s what i told my counselor I’ve been saying about myself and she said that’s not right. Maybe for my mother... but that’s not me.
im just thankful I have someone to talk too and to fully open up and get the past out of my head to someone else who isn’t apart of my daily life.