My Therapist…

…is my husband. The last 7 days have been emotionally and mentally hard. Yesterday on my bike ride I was fighting the wind, trying to escape my feelings. I just couldn’t ride fast enough. When I got home I ate breakfast and slipped in a dt. coke. Chris saw and asked if that was my morning coffee. I know having a coke at 9 o’clock in the morning will never make things better, but if I tell myself it will then it does, if only for a while. I think it was then that he realized that I have things I need to get off my chest. Chris had school yesterday, so he didn’t get home until 10:30pm. I was spent and instead of keeping crazy hours, I was making myself go to bed. I just wanted to leave the day behind me. As we got ready for bed, Chris started prodding me with questions and asking me why/how I felt about certain things. I was amazed at his tenderness and understanding. It’s not like Chris at all, he’s very logical and to the point. He let me talk and share things he probably didn’t know. I don’t love sharing the weak feelings I have. I am very much aware of why I have them, I just don’t know how to let things go and overlook them. Having my therapy session, I woke up a new woman. I feel so much better. The problems are still there, but I think letting Chris know let me give a little away to him. One of these days there will be a cure for craziness. For now, I’ll settle for my hubby.

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2 Responses to “My Therapist…”

  1. Very sweet. It’s nice when they notice things like this on their own instead of waiting for us to totally fall apart on them. They (husbands) usually get the crap thrown at them at that point and are usually not expecting it. Makes life so much easier to release some of those built up things to someone you can trust with your deepest, darkest thoughts.
    I need to work with Braxton to get him potty trained… just don’t look forward to the messes all day long. I was hoping he would wake up one day and just do it by himself. (hey it could happen…)
    Or not.
    Hey if you need someone to talk to I am always here and there is NOTHING you could say or think of saying that I haven’t thought or said myself, so don’t worry about “shocking” me with anything. I know how hard it is to hang out your dirty laundry for others to see but I know how much better I feel when I do because there is always someone who has the right things to say to make you feel better. We can’t help if we don’t know. I have found that service is the only way out of my mental madness. So again if you need anything done ie. house cleaned, kids watched, you name it, I will do whatever I can (for selfish reasons- so let me) to help you or anyone else out.
    Ok sorry I wrote a book here. Glad you are feeling better today.
    Jen

  2. What a good hubby. I’m glad he was there for you. You know, you can always talk to me… if you feel like it. It’s hard to put yourself out there, but know that you can, okay?

    Thanks for chatting with me yesterday. I hope you got as much out of it as I did. (Hopefully I wasn’t one of the reasons you had to have therapy with Chris!)

    Anyways, I love you. You are a good friend. Let me know if you need anything.

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