Saying goodbye

I did it. I said goodbye to D yesterday and I got pretty teary eyed. I gave her a butterfly because it felt fitting based on the book and how I felt.

I wasn't sure what to expect. An exit session of therapy. She asked how my week was (typical) and we chatted about that and then we talked about how I would know when I'm "slipping" (my word). We talked about my yellow flags and my red flags. Interestingly enough, my red flags are physical symptoms and my yellow flags are all emotional. I never really thought about it before. I work on this, daily, but really pointing out the signs I need to watch out for is very different than naming them. They are now named. I sure wish I had brought my notebook!

I gave her a copy of my blog. I exported it Tuesday night and formatted it for her. She seemed surprised and mentioned that I talked about it quite a bit and was glad I would share it with her. It felt right. She's a major reason why I started in the first place.

Saying goodbye wasn't as hard as I thought it would be... it was more like I was now greeting a different chapter of my life.