It’s a wonderful feeling to realize you are finally on the right track. When you find a counselor who recognizes that your depression and anxiety, your quirky personality traits, and possibly your chronic illnesses are most likely holdovers from your abusive, traumatic childhood (which really was abusive and traumatic – you had a suspicion, but you just weren’t sure because as far as you knew your childhood was perfectly typical). When you attend group therapy sessions on learning to deal with stress and you listen to other people’s stories and they sound just like you. Here are people who understand because they’ve been there. And you want so much to rush across the circle and hug them and cry together because you know; you know.
It is a similar feeling when you finally start reading some of those books that have been on your Amazon queue forever…
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