Today's Session

Therapy was packed full today; we touched on lots of things. It was one of those sessions that left me tired and not necessarily clear on anything. The session was more like one of those where just a bunch of stuff comes out and my therapist asks questions that just leads to more stuff coming out and I’m left a little confused and not necessarily better.

When I have one of these sessions, I have a hard time remembering how we land on certain topics but we were talking about something and we started talking about having people who stand up for me when things go wrong. I admitted that I don’t have anyone. For example, when I had cancer, I had no one who took a step forward and was really there for me. There are many, many more examples but there is one I brought up today that is the perfect example.

It goes back to when I had a Twitter follower unfollow me because of my depression (yes, this topic again). Anyway, I told my therapist that it would have meant the world to me if someone would have stood up for me when that happen. What I mean is, if someone would have tweeted that person and said what she did was a very wrong thing to do. That would have meant so much to me. Even better, if that person who stood up for me unfollowed that individual, I probably would have been elated. It would have meant that someone understood how truly wrong it was to unfollow someone because of their depression.

But, that didn’t happen and it felt like my Twitter friends were okay with what she did. Although I was disappointed, I wasn’t surprised. That’s the type of thing that happens in happy stories and I don’t get a lot of happy stories.

Sometimes therapy is helpful and other times I’m just left reminded of the low points of my life.

Dana