Goodbye

I hate goodbyes. I try and avoid them at any cost.

So tomorrow is going to suck. I hadn't really thought of it before, not seeing D again.

She's been one of my best cheerleaders and anchors for almost a year. She has heard it all. She's been a really great accountability partner through this entire year and I've had to fess up to some not so great actions on my part... and I never felt judged or crazy (two things I hate feeling!). She's been a great support and guide.

I'm ready to "graduate" from therapy and the reason I'm ready is because I had an amazing therapist who listened and challenged me. She made it hard for me to want to go back to therapy and I'm glad she did. If therapy had been easy, it wouldn't have been worth it.

D and I have talked a bit about her role vs. my role in therapy. She always compares it to being in a gym and she was my trainer... showing me how the machines worked but I was/am the one who has to actually use them and do the work.

Thank you D, for being an awesome trainer and for not giving up on me when I wanted to.