I had my first appointment with my old therapist. After spending about a half an hour of catching up with her, I told her why I was there.
I have been so nervous about this meeting. Up to this point I have only told a total of three people.
That’s only three times I have let those words come out of my mouth.
I used to meet with this therapist back when I was married so I felt it was necessary to meet with someone who already knew me since it would be easier to jump to the point. Also, as it turns out she had her suspicion.
But the point I want to make and what I want to remember is although I was so nervous it felt so good to get it out.
I had to take a moment afterwards and I went to the bathroom and stood there and cried. Not much, but it felt like the first real step I took into being the women I’ve felt this whole time.



