I have seen multiple therapists over the years in attempt to improve my mental health. Some have been more helpful than others. Yesterday I had my first visit with my new therapist (DH) and after describing my symptoms and providing her with a brief history of my life she asked me if I have ever been treated for trauma. "Trauma?" I asked with a perplexed look on my face. "I have never experienced trauma so no, I have not been treated for it". "Dirk, your experiences as a child were in fact traumatic and your symptoms are typical for people that suffer from PTSD" DH said. I leaned back in my chair and considered what she was saying. "I like her" I said to myself. All my life I have been looking for that elusive "adjusting screw" that would allow me to tune my life to "normal". Maybe this is the opportunity I have been seeking for so long. Maybe I am fixable.
I am under no illusions that my life will get better or easier anytime soon. I am facing almost insurmountable challenges but I am incredibly fortunate with more then ample opportunity to become a better man.
Today I don't prefer death over life. I think that is progress.
Friday, January 22, 2010
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